Week three and the clues continue to stand out with a bold attitude, don’t you think. Is your mind racing? Have you zeroed in on the location yet? There are some who say, “I know where you are. See you then” while others are still asking, “I have a couple places in mind.” Whether you are one who knows or one still searching, my main question is this, ARE YOU HAVING FUN?
Life is too short to stress on the tragedy, loss, and disappointments of our past. Trust me. I spent a decade searching for something or someone to fill the void left after losing my only sister. Nothing did until a child shared Who I needed and who I needed to trust.
Today, I choose to shine as an example of hope for others. I don’t do this on my own and I couldn’t if I tried. It is only through God’s strength and grace that I can write, speak, and share the hope I found through Him.
Life is too short to stress on the tragedy, loss, and disappointments of our past. Trust me. I spent a decade searching for something or someone to fill the void left after losing my only sister. Nothing did until a child shared Who I needed and who I needed to trust.
Today, I choose to shine as an example of hope for others. I don’t do this on my own and I couldn’t if I tried. It is only through God’s strength and grace that I can write, speak, and share the hope I found through Him.
I have some who read it and said it was missing something at the end. My first response, after hanging my head with a slight shake was, “I know, but I struggled to write an end to a story that doesn’t end.” This reader touched my arm and said, “No Lisa, the end is beautiful. The thing you are missing are the tissues.” We both laughed. Then I said, “Wait, I don’t people to cry. What can I change?”
Her response was immediate. “Don’t change a thing. Your write from the heart and sometimes I cried from laughter and others because of the pain. In the end, I cried for joy, and hope, and for the journey you are on.” Wow…I didn’t know what to say so I said, “Thank you.” She smiled and said, “No, thank you Lisa M Buske for writing this book.
As we looked at the clock we noticed it was lunch time and neither of had eaten. More laughter with tears as evidence of a well spent break with a friend. As the clock struck Noon, we parted to our separate classrooms with smiles on our face. She encouraged me but you know what, I encouraged her too.
Her response was immediate. “Don’t change a thing. Your write from the heart and sometimes I cried from laughter and others because of the pain. In the end, I cried for joy, and hope, and for the journey you are on.” Wow…I didn’t know what to say so I said, “Thank you.” She smiled and said, “No, thank you Lisa M Buske for writing this book.
As we looked at the clock we noticed it was lunch time and neither of had eaten. More laughter with tears as evidence of a well spent break with a friend. As the clock struck Noon, we parted to our separate classrooms with smiles on our face. She encouraged me but you know what, I encouraged her too.
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