BLESSINGS
Most of my readers probably think I have once again fallen off the dark side of the moon. Sometimes during the past month I wish I could. I am still editing my last few stories; will have them done by Thursday when I meet with my critique group (we are a trio at the moment). They are working on the last story of my book and I hope to take the suggestions I agree with, do the final rewrites, and send this book off to the publisher no later than the end of next week. It is about time I let my baby go.
We had a lovely trip to Florida, attended my granddaughter's wedding, and had a lovely visit with our three great-grandson's and the rest of the family. We all wish we lived closer so we could enjoy these framily times more often. As I said, it was wonderful being there but also nice to come home to our "rut" as we describe our fairly predictable life.
We have been expecting that our brother-in-law would any day reach the beginning of the end of his battle with leukemia. He spent four days of last week in the hospital with pneumonia and his doctors sent him home with hospice. We spent the day Sunday with he and his family; it is especially hard for my husband to accept letting him go as they have known each other for over seventy years. It is hard to let go of pieces of our life, too.
Because my writing life has been so tied up with the completion of this book and the editing, I find a need to break away now and then. I picked up one of those dozens of journals I have told you about, began to read through my notes, quotes, ideas--I am actually surprised that I collected such neat stuff. All sorts of new ideas kept popping into my head. I want to rush through the completion of this book and get involved with new things. Isn't it ironic that we fall in love with our words, want readers to grab our book off a shelf, fear letting it go--but still find ourselves looking forward to the next project? I think this is probably a good thing, a productive gesture, a nod to us and our love to continue to create words others will enjoy.
One of the things I ran across was a prayer I'd like to share with you all:
"May the sun bgring you new energy bg day, may the moon softly restore you by night, may the rain wash away your worries, may the breeze blow news strength into your being.
May you walk gently through the word and know its beauty all the days of your life."
(Apache Blessing)
I wish this for you, my friends.
We had a lovely trip to Florida, attended my granddaughter's wedding, and had a lovely visit with our three great-grandson's and the rest of the family. We all wish we lived closer so we could enjoy these framily times more often. As I said, it was wonderful being there but also nice to come home to our "rut" as we describe our fairly predictable life.
We have been expecting that our brother-in-law would any day reach the beginning of the end of his battle with leukemia. He spent four days of last week in the hospital with pneumonia and his doctors sent him home with hospice. We spent the day Sunday with he and his family; it is especially hard for my husband to accept letting him go as they have known each other for over seventy years. It is hard to let go of pieces of our life, too.
Because my writing life has been so tied up with the completion of this book and the editing, I find a need to break away now and then. I picked up one of those dozens of journals I have told you about, began to read through my notes, quotes, ideas--I am actually surprised that I collected such neat stuff. All sorts of new ideas kept popping into my head. I want to rush through the completion of this book and get involved with new things. Isn't it ironic that we fall in love with our words, want readers to grab our book off a shelf, fear letting it go--but still find ourselves looking forward to the next project? I think this is probably a good thing, a productive gesture, a nod to us and our love to continue to create words others will enjoy.
One of the things I ran across was a prayer I'd like to share with you all:
"May the sun bgring you new energy bg day, may the moon softly restore you by night, may the rain wash away your worries, may the breeze blow news strength into your being.
May you walk gently through the word and know its beauty all the days of your life."
(Apache Blessing)
I wish this for you, my friends.
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