Words of advice from my mother on the phone yesterday:
Mom: “Honey, are you dating anyone?”
Me: “How do I have time to date anyone when all I do is work?”
Mom: “Well, don’t let your life pass you by unless you want to write another book!”
That’s her in the middle, surrounded by her beautiful granddaughters and me.
And she still loves me even after reading her parts in my book, THE PINK STEERING WHEEL CHRONICLES, especially the one scene where she told me I was grieving too hard. (She was probably right.) Here’s an abbreviated excerpt from a powerful scene showing the bonds of family life.
It’s #17 on Amazon! https://www.amazon.com/Pink-Steering-Wheel-Chronicles/dp/1578267684
“What is that supposed to mean, grieving…too hard? Should I grieve softly, then? Because the last time I checked, your husband was standing upright. In fact, he’s downstairs drinking coffee as we speak! Mine’s dead. He’ll never have a cup of coffee again—unless I give him an eyedropper full in his box. So sorry, Mom, but I’m going to have to grieve however it comes out of me.”
DATE UPDATE 5/12/18
What a lovely evening I had. He drove across town to pick me up. Took me to a very nice restaurant to celebrate the launch of my book. They gave us the best table in the house. We laughed and talked and caught up on our lives. (We’ve been friends since bereavement group at the Bereavement Center of Westchester where I am now on the board.) Had a beautiful dinner with a couple of glasses of wine. Then he drove me home and kissed me on the cheek. What more could a girl want? Thank you for your advice to get outside of my work zone. Chivalry is not dead.