This is not a new year’s resolution, but rather a persistent itch waiting to be scratched for years. And here I am. Arriving. Completely, wholeheartedly, and without reservation. Suddenly, all I want to do is spend every waking (and sometimes sleeping) hour writing and reading. I used to be the kind of person that felt guilty about sitting down to read. It was a luxury. I used to marvel at those people who read books! Book clubs? Hah! When would I fit that in? But, that gal is gone. And the new gal is here to stay.
I have been compiling my first project for 5 years now. I don’t regret how long it has taken. Well, maybe a little. But I believe that everything happens in its own time. And things have happened within the last 5 years that have confirmed that our book will help others. Because our family has proven it has. My daughter and I created the book, and I am hopeful that it will help many others who experienced a similar situation. More to come on that. Thank you for reading my first post!
