Morning Meanderings…. In The Quiet
It was with a heavy heart this morning that I read the email of my confirmation of my flight out this morning from the Minneapolis Airport to New York for the Book Expo. The flight left, but I was not on it.
2015 would have been my 6th year in a row of attending the expo. I love the people, the pace, the books, the friendships, the general buzz of the publishing world. Yet I knew a week ago that as much as I wanted to go and be that person – for this year I am not her. Thank you to my wonderful roommate Candace (Beth Fish Reads) for being so understanding. I absolutely will miss hanging out with the good friends that I have met in the years of doing this event and I am hopeful that we will all be together in 2016.
Bitter sweet? You bet. Yet I know I am making the right decision as hard as it is. For those of you attending, please take lots of great pics and send them my way – I want to feel like I am there even if I am not.
The dogs are sleeping in random spots around the house and I am at my laptop with my COFFEE and wondering what this day will bring with it. I woke up in tears but that is not really unusual these days other than the fact that I am amazed that I have the tears to cry every single day. On the flip side of that, as I look at Justin’s picture… I know he is worth every single tear and many many more. If I cry for every bit of love I have for him.. then I will cry forever.
Over the weekend Al and I went to our cabin on the North Shore. It was nice to go but as you can imagine also another hard step as the cabin is filled with so many memories. I read and I slept. I had no cell phone coverage in the area so I had nothing else to do but just BE. I finished the Butternut Lake series which turned out to be just the right level of read for me. I am now working on William Kent Krueger’s Tamarack County. With William (Kent) being a Wine and Words author this year I wanted to read more of him.
I hope to put up some reviews this week. I have quite a few to write and like the little “mind breaks” that talking books creates for me. In the meantime know that I am still here on the other side of the screen – maybe not at full capacity, but I am here.