It’s been a wild and wooly month of January…and I’m not sorry to see it go. The saving grace was getting to see my little granddaughter being born. I remember having my babies and falling in love the minute the doc put each of them on my chest. Same thing happened here. Instant love. Such a cutie pie.
But things went to the dogs when my son called New Year’s Eve telling me he’d shattered a vertebrae and required emergency surgery. Blessedly, he wasn’t paralyzed, and, in fact, the docs told him it was divine intervention. It’s every parent’s nightmare. He ended up needing two emergency surgeries, and is now working very hard to re-learn how to walk and work through the pain.
Through all these vast swings in emotions, the only thing that kept me sane was diving into a good book. In fact, I tore through three good books.
Now that I’m finally home and back in the office and my editing duties have resumed, my ability to lose myself in other good books has been reined in. So if you find yourself experiencing life going to the dogs, grab a book…preferably any one of our amazing books (because they make you feel amazing). I guarantee you’ll feel like your soul will feel like it’s been through the spin and rinse cycle, and you’ll feel invigorated for having hurled yourself out of your own drama and into someone else’s.