This afternoon, I submitted a third title, How Far to Heaven?, for eBook publication on Smashwords. I'm looking forward to sharing the backstory with you.
Chara, For some reason your comments on my blog about How Far to Heaven were held for my authorization. I think that's only happened a few times and I'm not sure why. Anyway, before publishing them, I went back to read the post you commented on. Do you believe in serendipity? That's what I like to call it when I think God has sent me a message but I don't want to sound too "out there".
Any I read my own words. Then went straight to my bookshelf and pawed through until I found your book, and have just finished reading it again. I'm struggling with what the message might be, when maybe it shouldn't be a struggle at all.
My father passed away last January, so the holidays are coming at the end of a year of "first" without him. I knew it would be hard for many reasons, but didnt expect to be so sad all the time. I've been doing both grief and inner child work with a trusted therapist. As I read this book, I could see me in both the grandmother and the little girl. And I knew the message of the book was/is for both of us.
Now I don't know why this happened at this time. There's no point in asking why's when the Divine is involved. Thanks for being a messenger. Thanks for coming to my blog (I'm curious how did you find me since I don't know how to put labels up - Google?) And thanks for commenting.
I'm deeply sorry about your loss, and for your sorrow. My dad, too, passed this year, in late May.
I've grieved a number of deaths, and each grieving process has been different from the others, showing me to feelings and thoughts I hadn't reflected on (in depth) before. At times, I find myself grieving a death that happened 20 or 30 years before. Surprise! Yet each time that happens, I'm rewarded with more memories and sense that my love has deepened. Those who have passed are still giving me gifts! I feel honored and comforted by their gifts. It appears that the "end of our days" does, in truth, bring a new beginning.
When I was working on the How Far to Heaven? ebook, I googled the book title, searching for editorial reviews I might have missed. Your blog showed up, and I clicked it. Nice click. Happy click. Serendipity.
May you enjoy, even in sadness, the gold, frankincense, and myrrh that will come your way this holiday season. Their alchemy will transform your tears from salty to sweet, given time and tasting.
Chara,
ReplyDeleteFor some reason your comments on my blog about How Far to Heaven were held for my authorization. I think that's only happened a few times and I'm not sure why. Anyway, before publishing them, I went back to read the post you commented on. Do you believe in serendipity? That's what I like to call it when I think God has sent me a message but I don't want to sound too "out there".
Any I read my own words. Then went straight to my bookshelf and pawed through until I found your book, and have just finished reading it again. I'm struggling with what the message might be, when maybe it shouldn't be a struggle at all.
My father passed away last January, so the holidays are coming at the end of a year of "first" without him. I knew it would be hard for many reasons, but didnt expect to be so sad all the time. I've been doing both grief and inner child work with a trusted therapist. As I read this book, I could see me in both the grandmother and the little girl. And I knew the message of the book was/is for both of us.
Now I don't know why this happened at this time. There's no point in asking why's when the Divine is involved. Thanks for being a messenger. Thanks for coming to my blog (I'm curious how did you find me since I don't know how to put labels up - Google?) And thanks for commenting.
Happy HOlidays,
Merry ME
I'm deeply sorry about your loss, and for your sorrow. My dad, too, passed this year, in late May.
ReplyDeleteI've grieved a number of deaths, and each grieving process has been different from the others, showing me to feelings and thoughts I hadn't reflected on (in depth) before. At times, I find myself grieving a death that happened 20 or 30 years before. Surprise! Yet each time that happens, I'm rewarded with more memories and sense that my love has deepened. Those who have passed are still giving me gifts! I feel honored and comforted by their gifts. It appears that the "end of our days" does, in truth, bring a new beginning.
When I was working on the How Far to Heaven? ebook, I googled the book title, searching for editorial reviews I might have missed. Your blog showed up, and I clicked it. Nice click. Happy click. Serendipity.
May you enjoy, even in sadness, the gold, frankincense, and myrrh that will come your way this holiday season. Their alchemy will transform your tears from salty to sweet, given time and tasting.
Thank you.
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