Dear Friends … the answer you already have

“By next year, I may be living on a spring, with a contract for my next book,” I said. That was about a year ago. I am living in the same house. My agent gave up on getting a publisher for the book he was so enthused about. And to honor my mom’s wishes, we moved her from a nursing home into the bedroom across from my office.

But that’s not the end of the story. I have more to write … about life, about sex, about relationships, about me. I have more to give. And I know I have so much more to live.

I intend to give, to live, and to love more than ever. And I might even take a stab at what that looks like. But this I know … for right now, the next step to the house on a spring is a weekend at a Bed and Breakfast on a spring. The next step to a book contract is opening a bigger spout to pour from. And no matter what it LOOKS like, it’s going to FEEL perfect, as long as I choose to respond in love.

Love smiles,