Planning, crying, buying, crying, packing, crying...you know how it goes.
Today I'm revisiting my outline for Brotherhood and going to sit in the quiet of the house, since the kids are all asleep, to write a little. Normally I would be sipping coffee, nibbling walnut banana bread and writing at Starbucks but I feel the need to hang nearer to home.
Pfft, I wonder why? My first born is only leaving home for the first time, heading to boot camp, and then becoming a defender of our country...
You should be very proud. We write about heroes in our books, but it sounds like your eldest is off to become one in real life.
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