Update on my sister Susan

Susan camping in 2018

Please step up your good thoughts and prayers for Susan. They have stopped her feedings as her body is no longer accepting them and they are keeping her comfortable in bed. She is still having a hard time mentally and emotionally but knows you all are surrounding her with your love and peace. My youngest sister and I are going to be with her so she is not alone. Susan has no family in Maine. Please send us there with your thoughts and prayers so we get there in time and are there for her passing.

Prayers and love for my sister, please.

Please keep my sister Susan in your thoughts and prayers and ask for or send peace and healing of heart and mind as she comes to her last days. She is in the final stage of ALS and may therefore be in her last two weeks. She is really having a rough go, a very rough go. So ease of mind and a full heart knowing people have her wrapped in prayer and love would be so helpful.

If you would pass the word to your prayer groups, prayer chains, spiritual communities, friends and family to just pause for a moment and think of her, know that she is keenly aware of the peace and love you are wrapping her in.

April 2012

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“A Thousand Years

Christina Perri

Heart beats fast
Colours and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I’m afraid to fall?
But watching you stand alone
All of my doubt
Suddenly goes away somehow

One step closer

I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don’t be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What’s standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this

One step closer

I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don’t be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

One step closer
One step closer

I have died every day waiting for you
Darling, don’t be afraid
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

Joe & Addie

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(Wednesday Snippet from Deliverance)

Addie sat expectantly and Joe threw the ball for half of an hour before they both went inside for a drink of water.  Joe watched the Golden Retriever lap at the bowl while he finished his bottle of Aquafina.  Ryan had been so right.  Addie was just what he needed.  She’d arrived fully trained at the age of three years.  There would be no extra fuss or puppy days to work through which was ideal for him at this state in life.  Addie and he were fast buddies through and through and he enjoyed her company so much that he found his days full and complete, centered around her.  Thanks to Addie, Joe enjoyed walking twice daily and rode through the country in the new Jeep with her.  She slept alongside him and licked away his tears when the loss of Wendy haunted him.  She nudged him until he wrapped an arm around her and fell asleep that way, comforted and content knowing that the night would carry on in peace and a good day would follow.  As the months passed and became a year, Joe accepted Wendy’s absence and when the divorce papers were served, he accepted those as well.  She had never contacted him personally at any time since she’d left, and he had kept his word about not attempting to contact her, though he often dreamed of seeing her again, offering apologies and comfort.  He missed her.  He often talked to her as if she were there and Addie would watch him inquisitively, then nudge his hand until he smiled down and pet her.

A Good Sign?

I love to hear from readers, I appreciate reviews, and I thrive talking with other writers no matter whether they are novices or pros or anywhere in between.

But interestingly, I’m getting requests to be friends with single men that want to get to know me, or think they know me, and “let’s see what happens”.

Oops.

Maybe I am writing my 100 word challenge characters a little too well. That’s a compliment! But it’s not indicative of the kind of person I am.

Otherwise, I’d be dealing with my own alcoholism, past abuse, and current heartache.

Of course, I do write what I know-the human condition because I’m, well, human. But my characters and situations are f-i-c-t-i-o-n-a-l and usually inspired by music and topics that interest me.

I’m so glad my writing resonates with you. I have more books coming out in time. Please read them! I’m continuing Joe’s family story in Deliverance. If you liked Inheritance, I recommend the next novel. And, thank you for reading!

Best,

Lisa

From The Heart

“Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.” -Rumi

My character is experiencing this right now. He is learning that…

“They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.” –Tom Bodett

How about you?

Clarity

That awesome moment when you realize everything you’ve lived through has come to this: that moment text transforms pain into healing, joy into triumph.
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It requires deep energy. It’s a beast to tame. It is reality then crafted into experiences that others can grasp and understand and accept. They”hear” you. You have been heard. You have touched other souls.
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But first comes the work. The trust. The giving of oneself to the All. And the return of peace. And joy.
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You got this, writers! Carry on.

Excerpt (Deliverance)

He pulled up the drive slowly, enjoying the hum of his new Jeep, fresh from the dealership, and the scenery.  As much as the property in the Salinas foothills isolated him, it nourished Joe’s soul, especially on a clear blue day like today.  The sun lit the oaks and cast early afternoon shadows that almost hugged the trees as noon faded away.  He rolled down the driver’s side window to catch the chatter of blue jays and inhale the scent of sweet, dry grass that cattle grazed.  He was alone, but he wasn’t lonely.  It had taken only a month on house arrest, with Daniel and Ryan present, to help get him back on his feet and back to the new early days of a life without alcohol.  He’d accepted the pain and embraced it.  Pushing it down had only pushed Wendy away. Acceptance brought healing in an unusual way, he mused.  And Addie.  Just knowing how happy she would be to see him, quickened his heart as he pulled under the great oak that shaded his drive.  There she was, wagging her body, greeting him with a prance and a bow.  

“Hey, girl!”  He got out of the Jeep and wrapped her in a bear hug, both giving the other a nuzzle. She licked his face; she ran and brought back a tennis ball.  Joe obliged and threw it high and far, deep onto the property.  Addie shot forward like a bullet.  He waited while she tracked it and sniffed it out, then joyfully returned it to him.

“Good girl!”

Addie sat expectantly and Joe threw the ball for half of an hour before they both went inside for a drink of water.  Joe watched the Golden Retriever lap at the bowl while he finished his bottle of Aquafina.  Ryan had been so right.  Addie was just what he needed.  She’d arrived fully trained at the age of three years.  There would be no extra fuss or puppy days to work through which was ideal for him at this state in life.  Addie and he were fast buddies through and through and he enjoyed her company so much that he found his days full and complete, centered around her.  Thanks to Addie, Joe enjoyed walking twice daily and rode through the country in the new Jeep with her.  She slept alongside him and licked away his tears when the loss of Wendy haunted him.  She nudged him until he wrapped an arm around her and fell asleep that way, comforted and content knowing that the night would carry on in peace and a good day would follow.  As the months passed and became a year, Joe accepted Wendy’s absence and when the divorce papers were served, he accepted those as well.  She had never contacted him personally at any time since she’d left, and he had kept his word about not attempting to contact her, though he often dreamt of seeing her again, offering apologies and comfort.  He missed her.  He often talked to her as if she were there and Addie would watch him inquisitively, then nudge his hand until he smiled down and pet her.