As many of you know, we live part time in a big beautiful camper, parked here and there all over the South East parts of the US. I spend my days busily gathering foods from nearby grocery stores, carefully throwing them in the same pot and feeding it to the crew and sheep in our care. They eat it and make mostly affirmative murmurings as they pause to shovel it down so they can go out and get hungry again. I am mostly ok with this, although I do have the occasional day here and there that I tightly grip a book, and read all the way through the "throwing things in the same pot" hour, on past the dinner hour as if I were a time short trucker, speeding past a full weigh station.
That actually happened to me this last week. Not the trucker deal. I am just a tiny little herder of sheep, not a trucker. But the reading part happened. I managed to snag a spot in the launch team of a brand new book, by an author that I have enjoyed and admired for years. You see, she is a tiny little Mama also. She is raising children, popping wildflowers from sweaty little fists into mason jars, just like we are. Jolina Petershiem is sitting at her kitchen table, growing and finally giving birth to this book baby that contains so much heart so much soul, and so much sound advice for any marriage whether good or struggling. All written up in a stunning novel that kept me with my red, unblinking eyes stuck to the pages, alternately filling with tears, or giggling involuntarily. I managed to complete half the children's school day, but only with my book in hand.
Its really hard to impress me with a book, but she did! She impressed me but good! People, you need to go pre-order this book and enjoy the fire out of it like I did. Serve your family leftovers, tuck your feet under, and read some life into your soul.