A book was born in my mind today.
It came with such ferocity, flooding my thoughts with images and words and characters and details.
I am holding them all until I can write them down. This is like holding on to a bouquet of helium balloons in a windstorm.
I can only hope some of them come back to me another day.
How about a children's book on grief?---the Christian world is lacking in that department.
Oooh, a new baby book is in gestation! How exciting!
Ack! Hold on! Hold on tight! The thought of you losing even one balloon kinda stresses me out!