Sometimes we don’t know why we are meant to write what we do; we hope we have a positive impact. A couple of months after publishing my book, I received a letter. A neighbor of mine had bought my book and then shared it with a friend of hers. My neighbor’s friend had lost a child and one of her grandchildren. This letter she wrote had such a profound effect on me. Her words alone made the book worth writing. I opened the letter with my husband, and I was crying so hard I couldn’t finish reading it. He completed reading the letter, but by the time he had finished, he was crying as well.
I share this with you, my fellow bloggers whom I love and consider my friends. I am guessing many of you have had similar experiences.
The purpose of this post is to reassure artists that we never know how we may touch the life of another in a very positive way.