Morning light streams in through the tall windows and I savor a few moments of contentment, perched on a bar stool at the granite countertop in my daughter’s new spacious kitchen. My 3 year old grandkid is beside me. We are each in our own world: I with my pen, he with a paper napkin.

When was the last time you experienced a warm, lingering glow from having worked hard and completed a project that went really well? For me, it's today. I have to tell you: The Writing Symposium was so good. Yes, we had some glitches and I'll do some things differently in the future - but heck, it was darn good for my first writing symposium rodeo and I couldn't wait to tell you! 😊