March Memos

It was a very busy month with an overload of work and a trip to see Grandboy and coming home to revisions and writing. Thus, I do have a couple of things I need to get off my chest.

Dear Spring,

Where are you? I’ve waited patiently, watched the gardens for green tips of new growth, anticipated going up to open up the cottage and yet, I come home from Son’s house to find snow on the ground! Seriously?

Shiveringly,

Nan

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Darling Grandboy,

Ah, you are the light of Nanny’s life. I loved the week we spent together and how you’ve grown and matured. I love your curiosity and your bravado, how you race around in your little “car,” exploring the wonders in your world. Any moment now, you’ll be walking. But don’t be in too big a hurry, okay? Keep that cuddly sweet babyness just a little while longer.

Lovingly,

Nanny

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Dear current WIP,

I know I’m taking you apart mercilessly and that all those gorgeous words are being tossed aside like so many seeds in the wind, but give me a break. Cooperate and come together. I promise we’ll both be very happy when I’m done and so will our readers, who are anxiously awaiting our next book.

Creatively,

Nan

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Dear Lily Dog,

Well, sweetie, I hate to tell you this, but remember that little bundle that showed up in your world last June? It’s getting bigger and more mobile. You’re doing a fantastic job of avoidance—running behind the couch when Grandboy comes after you in his walker is a stroke of genius. However, it won’t be long before he starts walking and then even behind the sofa will no longer be a safe haven. A little  advice, my sweet canine friend? Give in—allow him to snuggle you and pet you and yes, even experiment with tugging on your tail. He’s too little to seriously hurt you, and by the time he gets big enough to understand he has to be gentle, you and he will be best friends.

Furrily,

Nanny

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Dear Left Foot,

Okay, it’s been almost 12 weeks since the surgeon cut you open and fixed your issues. You’re doing great! I actually wore real shoes and walked all over two airports last week with only minor pain, so I’m not whining. Honest. But, could you finish up the healing process and allow me to get back to my normal exercise routine? Knees and hips are crying out for the treadmill, so how about it, huh?

Healing, but slowly,

Nan

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Dear Lake,

We’re coming!!

With a splash,

Nan