Don’t Quit Before the Happy Ending

​I believe in miracles. Even more so now that my first book is published.

This dream could have died a quiet death each time an editor rejected my book proposal. Yes, I’d crawl home after writing conferences in California, New Mexico and Oregon wondering why I paid for such torture. I remember early on waiting expectantly for certain praise as someone read my manuscript. Their response devastated me: “I suggest you take some writing classes.” UGH!

But I followed their advice and 20 years later I’m a published author. Hugging my finished work proves to me that miracles happen. Husband David, daughter Elizabeth and I shouted for JOY when we unwrapped the proof from Amazon’s Createspace self-publishing. Then 18 month old GRANDbaby, Brianna, sensing something monumental had happened, threw up her little arms and gave her own Alleluia for her granny. Truly a glory-filled moment.

My book proves to me there are no hopeless cases.
And I have enough hope to pass on to you too.

Patience Needlework