What a difference a day makes. Yesterday I had my writers support group - what a blessing it is to me. We set personal and group goals, encouraged each other, and committed to honest feedback, not just "attaboys".
My husband drove to Asheville and brought home our firstborn from his first year of college. Though we have to learn the dance of reintegration, I am thankful to have all my children under one roof again. I know those days are numbered.
I had lunch with a good friend yesterday. We laughed, we vented, we encouraged, we chatted. Good friends are to be cherished.
Life is good.
Labels: Asheville, children, Eclectic Fiction Writers, friends, writers