Good Things In Life Take a Long Time

Patience. Persistence. Perspiration.

Sometimes I'm not sure I have what it takes to keep on keeping on. With my writing. With my work. With people who inadvertently hurt me and the ones I love.

I'm tired.

But then a few things happen and I get pumped again. People are reading my stories. Not writers, but readers. I found out today a student in a New England college, tasked with finding a story on-line, chose one of mine posted at fictionaut. They discussed it in class. My words had utility and, I hope, resonated.

This moves me.

A friend is sharing several of my stories and poems with her book club.

This also moves me.

A pharmacy student comes by with chocolate she brought back from an internship in Geneva.

This moves me, and makes my taste buds sing.

And then, after a less-than-optimal weekend, I hear this song and am reminded that there are good things, always, in life, if you hang in there long enough...




Peace, Linda