Tuesday morning started at 4:20 a.m. with a sense of dread. I had spent a large chunk of the night tossing and turning as hot flashes
(thank you, menopause) and the realization that a package with items requiring several errands had to be mailed that afternoon consumed my body and mind. Putting on the coffee reminded me that I needed to get to BJ’s for more of it and water bottles and a half dozen other essentials. Another errand for my busy day, and that one always takes a while. When was I going to get in the exercise that I would need to have any chance of a decent night’s sleep Tuesday night? I specifically thought, “This is going to be a bad day.”
Then I sat down with my coffee to my early-morning routine of reading the emails that had arrived overnight. First up was a kind note from one of my daughter’s instructors on how hard she was working. This was the first communication that I had ever received from the woman. It was short and sweet and another reminder of why we love the ClemsonLIFE program.
one of our Reading Recommendations in the far right column, she told her Chronicles . . . of a Self-Publishing Author blogging community about a gentle shove that I gave her toward publishing her novel on Amazon. At that time, I hadn’t read her book and had no idea how much I would enjoy it and love her writing style. Ashley’s kind words about Community lifted the fog from my sleep-deprived mind.
Then blogging goddess, Tobi Fairley‘s, daily dose of love reminded me