Funny how the things some people say, stay with you. A few years ago, I met Mr. Walters, an elderly man who in his Jamaican drawl, told me me over and over and over that inch by inch anything's a cinch. I had never heard the phrase before. He said it to me so many times that those words became embedded in my brain.
Some things seem impossible, even hopeless, but everytime I'm tempted to give up, I hear Mr. Walter's voice, 'inch by inch, kid. You can do anything inch by inch.'
This week grateful for....
-that many books have already been given out and are now available in five institutions. They're getting into the hands of women who need hope. Yeahhh.
-incredible good has come out of the 'preacher man' who stole one of my rough drafts and has been selling it and telling people he's the author. It was through him that I connected with the woman who got the donation to put my book in a pocket size edition to distribute. What was meant for bad, really turned out amazing.
-going for hikes everyday. Love that all the birds are back. Walking in nature again and hearing its calming sounds is so peaceful.
-Mostly...He's got plans....amazing ones and all I got to do is say, I'm in...let's go. He makes life good, amazingly good.
Happy Thursday, Guys.