Finding the cold spot

Last night when my husband and I finally crawled into bed, we did as we always do--stretched our toes toward the bottom of the blankets in search of relief from the warm Florida nights.

"Ahhh, I found the cold spot, " Curt said first. I wriggled my feet around searching for my own little patch of heaven. When I finally connected with another piece of cool sheet, I let out my own sigh--much like I did yesterday when I read the comments you all left on my last post.

The header on my blog says I'm an inspirational writer. I enjoy encouraging others on how to balance their writing with their lives. What I forgot is sometimes I need that encouragement myself.

Thank you for being the kind of writers who leave no one behind--even when we are having some down days or dealing with rejections or juggling a change in relationships around us. So many reasons to give up writing. It doesn't take much to throw away the dream.

I got a phone call today about a job--I have to call tomorrow to see about an interview. It isn't the one I'd hoped for but it's a call and that means a way to future dreams. It also means a huge change in my life. Am I up for it?

With friends like you, I know I am.