“I have some bad news.” “We regret to inform you…” “someone else” “a different direction” I hate those words. Is there any good way to prepare for disappointment? When we’ve allowed our hearts to drink tentatively from the fragile glass of desire, those words cease the flow of that sweet nectar. What still seemed yesterday like at least a possibility,… Read More
I’m cleaning out my desk today and one of the fattest files I’ll be tossing has weighed down the file drawer for over a decade now. It’s my “rejection” file. I don’t know if most authors keep their rejection letters or not, but I held onto mine for years. Of course, after a while I no longer received rejection letters…. Read More
When I was growing up in a small town in Georgia, I couldn’t wait to pack up a cute little car with all my belongings and drive away one day. I just knew I was destined for bigger and better things. Of course, today I travel almost 2,000 miles as often as I can to get back to that “little”… Read More
This week I’ve encountered a major frustration that has really thrown me for a loop. It’s one of those things where you feel like you get the short end of the stick and you didn’t even know there was a stick in the mix! I’ll admit, a few ugly words have gone through my head to describe the way I… Read More
I don’t know whose heart hurt more when my daughter lost her race for student body president, hers or mine. And I don’t know if my son could possibly fathom the internal struggle I faced when he didn’t get the scholarship that would have allowed him to go to a more prestigious university. Little else breaks a mother’s heart more… Read More