Recently after pulling a muscle right below my rib cage, I was
feeling blue. True to the song, "My Favorite Things" I started to think about
the things that make me happy.
First there's David. Let me give you an example why. Knowing I
was feeling down in the dumps, he made fudge for me, the kind Weight Watchers
says is okay. The recipe is to die for and since it doesn't use phony sugar
substitutes, it tastes fabulous.
David, my husband of forty-three years, came into my life in a
totally unplanned way. We met at the beginning of July when I moved next door to
him and July 31st we were married.
Then there's Gabriel, my one hundred pound poodle. My previous
standard poodle companion, a rescue I'd adopted, had passed away and my heart
was broken. A friend I'd met online, a person I didn't even actually meet till
years later, wrote and told me about a poodle in South Carolina. He was huge
(like my companion who'd passed away) and once I saw the photo, I fell in love.
The dog was a refugee from yet another rescue organization which hadn't been
able to place him, but the second I saw his face, I was in love. We had him
flown here to New Mexico, and he's now my best bud. He and I are always
together. He's never more than a foot or two away.
Our book for Heartwarming happened in much the same unplanned
way. I had this terrific idea for a book - the theme was about never giving up.
To me, obstacles are life's way of forcing us to be creative as we find ways
around, over or through them.
Also, I love the creative arts (I crochet and knit), and like
the story's hero, my brother-in-law and nephew have their own architectural
firm. They fought the odds to pursue the dream, and worked hard to keep it alive
during the recession.
Although I was very excited about developing this new idea, I
wasn't really sure there'd be a market for it. Then one day, as I was scrolling
down Facebook, I happened across a description of Heartwarming in my newsfeed.
I realized that the story was a perfect match for them, so I contacted Marsha
Z., and the rest is history.
What all this has taught me is that the best things in
life are usually unplanned. They're gifts that mostly find us, not the other way
around - though a nudge in the right direction never hurts.
What have you discovered about the quest for