When I decided I wanted to write a book about kindness in January of 2017, I thought it would be a quick project. I’d been writing and editing for much of my life, and I knew the book would be short. What I didn’t realize is that it would take me three years to evolve to the point where I could write something authentic and potentially useful. It required “rebirthing myself” at the age of 80.
Read MoreWow, my first blog post. I don’t know where it’s going, so bear with me, Kind Soul.
I’ll start with a question. What’s important enough to you to stand in a crowd of people all waiting for something to happen, thread your way to the front of the crowd, and step forward? Heart beating like a jackhammer in your chest. Sweat pouring from your body like a garden hose. Stomach a hive of bees ready to sting if you break ranks.
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