The High King Lives

What You Say or Don’t Say is What We Get…… July 2, 2013

Hello dear ones! Enjoy this reblog from my Mom’s site. If you can’t see it in email then you’ll need to come to my blog. God bless & remember the High King lives! ~Amber Dover

Ann Littlefield

Hello everyone!  Welcome back to the world of handwriting analysis!  Today we are going to take a look at your lower case letters, ‘a’ and ‘o’.  These letters tell us how you ‘communicate’.  

The Webster dictionary says to communicate is to convey knowledge or info about; make known (to share).  In other words when you communicate you are impacting or bestowing–revealing and sharing with others. We are looking at the verbal way of communicating.

So, with this in mind, let’s take a look at your a’s and o’s.  Are they open? Do they have lines through them or loops? Let’s take a look at the examples below and see if you can spot your communication letters!


Let’s look at the first line of a’s and o’s where there are no lines, or loops inside the round area. This writer will be honest, and frank in communicating.

The second set…

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Organizational Ability-to be or not to be May 7, 2013

Yaaa! My Mom is back to blogging. Here’s a reblog if you can’t see it then come to my site. Show her some love and learn about the super cool science of Handwriting analysis. By the way, my “f” loop is balanced on top and bottom. Which one are you? Let her know in her comments section. I’m proud to have such a smart Mama. God bless & remember the High King lives! ~Amber Dover

Ann Littlefield

Hi everyone!   Welcome back to the world of handwriting analysis.   So, have you asked yourself these questions a lot; “Where is it? or where did I put it?”  Do you frantically hunt through papers for that ‘bill’ you misplaced?  Perhaps then, you lack the ability to be organized.

In handwriting, the letter ‘F’ reveals a lot about your ability to be organized or not. (lower case)  Let’s take a look at some below:


In the first ‘F’, a simple line shows upper and lower balance.  This writer can maintain order.  Ask her to sort through papers, and then file them, and she has no problem.  She would make a good Secretary.

So, I hear some of you saying  “Well I have that ‘F’ except with a loop on top.”  This causes an imbalance in your ‘F’.  When you see a loop, you see an indication of imagination.  Sure…

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Hear the Writer Roar! Tuesday: Home Sweet Home by Ann Littlefield, My Mom December 18, 2012

Hello friends, I have something very special to share with you today. My lovely mother wrote a short story when she was younger. It’s a true story with just a few embellishments. The story involves my dearly departed Dad (Jim) and mom, when I was a baby. I hope you enjoy. Do NOT copy this. You can however share the link. Thanks!

God bless & remember the High King lives! ~Amber Dover

Link to Mom’s website:


Home Sweet Home

by Ann Littlefield (formerly known as Ann Way)

   Sitting deep in the country woods, the house was much different from the city. The long driveway beckoned us to come and stay awhile. Jim and I walked up the brick steps and into the large screened-in porch. An old swing held with small chains was swaying back and forth from the warm breeze that day. Through the windows we could see the large rooms and long hall. In the living room was a wood-burning heater. The front bedroom had a fireplace that appeared to have been used many times. We were a young couple then, looking for a place to raise our family.

 “This house is over one hundred years old,” said Mr. Bailey, the executor of the estate. “The Robersons raised fourteen head of children here. We will be selling one day but not for some time though.”

  Jim took one last glance at the old house and announced, “This is the place.”

  The house rented for fifty dollars a month. We could not wait to move in. We packed everything we owned in our old blue pick-up truck. We added a rocking chair on the porch and set up the baby’s crib in the living room. I washed the linoleum floors down with pure pine oil. In the kitchen, our small wood table and chairs fit comfortably in the corner near a window. The sinks were large and the stove was wide. Cooks in the earlier days must have filled the kitchen with scents that only came with long hard work. Even so, I placed my microwave on a small table that was probably used for a cutting board, or rolling our biscuits.

 Exhausted, we fell into bed that night. The wood was crackling in the fireplace and casting shadows on the wall. As I pulled the heavy quilt that Grandmother made over my granny-gown, all I could think was, “This is the life.”

 One cold morning, I gathered small limbs for the fire in the wood-burning heater. I came across some bigger wood and put them all inside. The fire rose up so hot that the tin pipe to the heater turned cherry red. Jim came in and asked me what kind of wood I put in the heater.

“What kind?” I replied.

“You must have put all the lighter I had stacked up in there,” he responded.

 I had never considered myself a city girl; but from the funny smile on his face, I knew I had much to learn. Two years passed, and we were feeling more and more settled into our home. One day when I was hanging the clothes out on the line Mr. Bailey drove up. Jim was chopping wood and went to talk to him. He found out they were going to sell the house. It would be auctioned off in two months.

  That night, sitting out on the porch, I heard a panther in the distance howling and the sound of a whippoorwill calling. The panther howling made me feel sad. I knew one day we would have to move; now the reality of it was here.

 The morning of the auction came. We peered out our bedroom window at the people that were gathering in our front yard. The noise almost drowned out the sound of the squirrels fighting over an acorn on the roof.

  We had always felt a peace here as if someone was watching over us, protecting us. In our sadness we realized that though we felt like part of the Robersons, it was not true. It was time to move, to grow, and to put down our own roots.

 The house was sold, but we went back and saw it being torn down. The owners left the outline of the old house and used the exact floor plan to rebuild the new house. The original front and back steps were kept to welcome family and friends.

 As I gazed into my fireplace, tears came to my eyes. With grey hair and withered hands, I recalled the many houses I had lived in. But none had ever made me feel quite at home, like the old house. It was like remembering my first true love. I will always cherish the memory of my home sweet home.



My Family Rocks! Sunday: Happy Mother’s Day & money saving tips for groceries May 13, 2012

Happy Mother’s Day everyone! Today is doubly special because it’s also my hubby’s 28th birthday :). He got a Star Wars cake because he’s kewl. Happy birthday, Chris!

I also have the best mom ever…..okay I’m a little biased and I hope Michael thinks I’m super too. My mom has been my best friend since I was in the womb. Support my mom by checking out her neat blog all about handwriting analysis, health tips, and inspirational posts.

My mom has taught me alot about life. Growing up we had some tough times. She was a single mom busting her butt to put food on the table. Mom always taught me to enjoy life though…no matter our circumstances. I learned to relish the simple things….candy bars… movie night….dancing to oldies. We loved going to the park and having a picnic.

One memory that will always stick with me is us dancing on top of our car in the middle of the night at the park. Yeah you can definitely be crazy and sober at the same time. I’ve never had even one drop of alcohol my whole life.

LOL 🙂 We did alot of crazy and fun things growing up…..exploring the woods etc…

But I’m truly thankful for how my Mom helped me take care of my Dad his last years…although she was his ex-wife. My amazing mother went back to school in her 50’s and became a CNA. Her experience with home health gave her the ability to care for my Dad in ways I couldn’t. I love her servant’s heart and also how she took care of me during my pregnancy when I was so sick.

I’m thankful my mom (Nana) is best buds with my son as well. I pray I’m atleast half the mom she is. Thanks mom! You’re a saint and my hero 😉

Lastly, I’ve found great tips on Pinterest on how to save money on groceries.

#1 freezer meals ~

This is my very own pic. I actually did it and I’m so excited.

#2 fake Betty Crocker mixes~

I’m super proud that I put these together as well.

#3 Grocery Budget 101 $50 a week with grocery lists too!

I hope to put these ideas into practice and I’ll let you know how it goes. Do any of you have tips on saving money on meals? I’d love to hear them. Leave me some comment love if you will. Also, don’t forget to hug your mama if you can or show love to the other mama’s out there.

This hilarious video says it all 😉

Mr. mom

God bless and Remember The High King Lives!~Amber Dover

PS: I was super blessed this Mother’s day and Michael & Mom’s gift really made my day 🙂 (Best Teacher mug)


Handwriting Analysis: My Mom’s new blog April 23, 2012

Hello friends :)! Last week I introduced you to my sister Jen and her blog as a children’s author. Well, everyone seems to be jumping on the blog wagon ;). I’m so proud to introduce my mom’s blog (link below). My Mom Ann Littlefield has studied handwriting analysis for years.  As mom puts it in her first post, Handwriting Analysis  is “the study of handwriting strokes to determine personality traits.”

Handwriting Analysis is a scientific and mathematical method. There’s nothing hoodoo about it. It’s not about telling the future or crazy stuff. I say this because people who have never heard of it before sometimes have weird assumptions. Yeah, it’s a precise and mathematical process that has the same results every time. A high “T” bar will always mean the same thing. It’s not based on the analysist’s own interpretation or emotions. My mom had to take courses to learn this. It’s really neat and alot of professionals use it. Handwriting Analysis can be used to understand the traits of criminals, to identify fraud, and even to see if certain personalities match. It would be great for counseling.  The police force have been using it for a long time.

Anywho, Mom’s first post is really interesting because it features the handwriting of different movie stars. So check out her blog and show her some love please 🙂

Also, it’d be great if you followed her ;). Not only will she be blogging about Handwriting Analysis but also health tips and inspirational posts. My mom is a CNA (Certified Nursing Assistant) so her health tips should be interesting. My mom is also a devout follower of Jesus Christ (and my hero) so her inspirational posts are sure to be heart warming.

I’m so thankful to have such talented and beautiful ladies in my family 🙂

God bless and Remember The High King Lives!~Amber Dover