Graduation season has recently passed and represents an end to one of life’s main events and the right of passage to a new, yet uncharted beginning. A month ago, I attended the graduation of my grandson from the World Class Kayak Academy in White Salmon, Washington. As I boarded the plane in Boston en route to Portland, Oregon, I was reminded of a similar trip seventeen years before to attend Liam’s birth. Although I live 3000 miles from my…..
I had my first presentation and book signing last Friday. My nine-year-old granddaughter was seated in the front row during my presentation. I noticed that she was very attentive. Her eyes followed me as I walked slowly back and forth in front of the podium. When I finished, she ran toward me, threw her arms around me, and exclaimed, “Nana, I loved your story. I am so proud of you!” It took me eight years to write this book and…..
