was my second choice. I really wanted to be a singer. Except, when I sing I get so nervous that I forget words and lose my pitch completely. *sighs* Then one day when I was writing a song in the messy red book where I keep all of my random thoughts, poems and other stuff.........I realized that I wasn't actually writing a song. I was writing a story. The rest is becoming history.
I've written a book. I Elizabeth Goree wrote a book. This fact has become more and more real with each passing day. Yes, the process hasn't gone exactly as I dreamed it. But, it is teaching me patience and courage: Two attributes which have no price tag.
Simply explaining that I am thankful does this project no justice. Only the Most High could orchestrate such a victory. Now, my eyes are burning with the smell of tired and none of that seems to matter. It doesn't matter that when I am done working I will return home to a half cleaned room and a mountain of other tasks which need my attention. It also doesn't matter that I have a work week exceeding 60 hours ahead of me. As I look over at my new Personal Assistant, and listen to her share the ins and outs of my calendar, the only thing that I can do is smile.
We've come a long way baby.....and the best is yet to come. Stay tuned :)
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