"Finish Line Feeling" Book Review

September 19, 2014

Raped. Angry. Pegged as a lost cause.
Liz Ferro should have been a sad statistic. Instead, she escaped hell. And in this book Liz explains how you can too.

“No my friend, darkness is not everywhere, for here and there I find faces illuminated from within; paper lanterns among the dark trees.” --Carole Borges

I pulled this quote from “Finish Line Feeling,” Liz Ferro’s book.

It’s a powerful truth that makes me weep every time.

Liz went through hell.

Her childhood was twisted when a friendly neighbor invited her into his home for a cookie… and ushered her out with soreness between her legs and sick shame in her soul.

She cloaked that shame for years, in a life filled with anger and screaming and tirades dubbed by her family as “Liz’s  Outbursts.”

Years later, she finally trusted someone enough to try and shed that ugly cloak of shame. She told her mother about the incidents.

Instead of feeling a gentle hug from Mom… Liz was slapped with the saddest words a victim can hear, “Don’t tell anyone.”

Between the covers of “Finish Line Feeling” Liz Ferro shares bits of her life that are shocking, raw and humiliating. If it were only that, this would be an interesting read quickly forgotten.

But it’s what Liz does with those sad moments that turns this book into a must-read of human triumph.

Instead of letting her anger and loathing drag her down, Liz harnessed it, broke it, and rode it until it bended to her will.

That “will” has helped her graduate college, finish 33 marathons, raise a happy family and start a foundation for girls who have the odds stacked against them.

Looking for something to get you off your ass, out of your safe routine, and inspire you to be a better human being? Read “Finish Line Feeling.” 

To order "Finish Line Feeling" by Liz Ferro visit Amazon.com.


Remembering A Terrible Day

September 11, 2014

13 years ago, I was sitting in a rocking chair nursing my newborn son, while watching the Today Show.

Matt Lauer came on air, and calmly said, "We're hearing that a plane hit the World Trade Center...."

Life changed in an instant.

I sat in that chair and watched the horror happen.

"A second plane hit! A second plane hit!"

When Jim Miklaszewski broke in with the news that an "explosion" had just rocked the Pentagon, I called my husband at work and told him to come home, "Now!"


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A Study In Black & White

August 21, 2014

My great-great-grandmother was able to come to the United States thanks to fashion.

She was a dress maker. And through her craft, she cobbled together enough money to bring herself and three young daughters to Boston after her husband died.

Even though they were poor and lived in Roxbury, the girls always looked stunning. 

What they wore, the dresses they made with their own hands, was an advertisement for their business.

I never knew why I cared so much about each outfit I put on. Or why my moth...
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Be Still

June 28, 2014

This morning I woke at first light. 
Couldn't wait to get out to the garden.

To me, mornings are the best time to garden.

There is a stillness, a quietness, that only morning owns.

As I walked out to the community garden, the dew clung to my flip-flopped feet,
making it slippery.

It was so early the garden gate was still chained shut, so I sat still and just took in the minutes.

Soon I noticed the hushed buzz of a honey bee on a white lily.

I watched, childlike, as it dilligently worked from one bloo...
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First Tomato Of 2014!

June 26, 2014

The day has finally come. My first vine ripened tomato of 2014 has arrived!

I walked out to the garden this morning to check on how all this rain is treating my plot, and sitting right there, waiting to greet me, was this big fat red beauty.

Honestly, it happened overnight.
When I checked my plot Monday this guy was only orange and still hanging on the vine.

But 12 hours later he was ripe red and sitting on the ground.

I picked him up, snipped a bit of basil, and headed back to the house.
Went over...

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Simple Pleasures

June 11, 2014

One of my favorite parts of being a member of the Rocky River Community Garden is the communal herb garden.

Volunteers plant the herb garden in early spring, and all the gardeners are welcome to take a sprig or two as needed through-out the growing season.

Today, my daughter and I grabbed a sprig of mint and a small stem of chamomile. 

We brought them home, washed the leaves, flower and stem and then poured a bit of boiling water over them.

Immediately the house filled with a sweet comforting sme...

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Sage Advice From A Twice Wed Bride

May 29, 2014

My first wedding was perfect. And a nightmare!
I was asked to guest blog about it for the marriage website www.LaughStaff.com.
Read why my perfect first wedding went horribly, horribly wrong.

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I Love To Garden Because I Love To Eat

May 3, 2014

There are few things more thrilling than growing your own food, harvesting it, and then eating it.

There is sweet reward in all that hard work.

Today, I made soup. My daughter and I headed off to the North Union Farmer's Market this morning and bought fresh Ohio-grown ramps and potatoes.

We brought them home and searched the internet for the perfect recipe.

I found an old Irish potato soup recipe and adapted it just a tad.

Used the potatoes and ramps from the market, then went outside to my herb g...

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Good News Gossip, April 11, 2014

April 18, 2014

The Westlake High School tennis teams put down their racquets and pick up Easter baskets for local foster kids. And for the second year in a row, a Lee Burneson seventh grader will represent Ohio at the National Geographic Bee in Washington, D.C. This and so much more in this week's Good News Gossip!
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Good News Gossip April 7, 2014

April 18, 2014

More proof spring is here! The Crocker Park Farmer's Market is about to head back outside! Get all the details in this week's Good News Gossip column! 
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Blog photos and entries ©Katherine Boyd 2014


About Me

Katherine Boyd Ah, Cleveland. Wasn't born here, but I chose to move here and stay. For 15 years now, I've called Cleveland home. And every day I find some new yummy tidbit. Some hidden gem. Some reason to rave that Cleveland rocks.