“Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or tortuous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive.”
― Joanne Harris, Chocolat
I was supposed to meet someone for lunch today but the fog and rain forced us to reschedule. That worked for me and so I began the rest of my day. At noon, as I was unloading and reloading the dishwasher, I broke a very special mug that belongs to Rob. I had put it in the dishwasher, along with another one. I decided to move it over “just a tad,” thus inadvertently breaking part of the lip of it. It is hand-thrown, so it is probably softer than most. He got it 7 years ago when we were vacationing on Whidbey Island.
The good news is that Jeff Foster shared my essay on writing Bigger Than The Sky: A Radical Awakening on his Facebook Page. What that means is that over 200 people read it. And that’s about 200 more than would have read it otherwise.
He and I have swapped emails since he wrote an excellent review and has been so very kind. When I told him that the book just wasn’t selling he said,
“Maybe it will be a slow burner…. Which makes it no less precious…
Drop by drop it will find its way into receptive hearts.”
I could go on and tell you about having to call Charter Cable and wrangle with them about an unnecessary add-on charge for a house call, but why ruin an otherwise mixed bag of a day? If one doesn’t keep one’s sense of humor and perspective, one would think that the business world doesn’t have a heart. (Insert dash of irony.)
To offset the stress, I admit to eating some luscious chocolate-dipped fruits and nuts. Oh, yum. Oh, comfort in small bites. Otherwise, January would be intolerable.