If you’ve been following me or read my books, this will not be a news flash for you. I’m a hopeless romantic!

I swoon all over Hallmark movie heroes and heroines. Corny? Maybe, but it’s that short-lived escape from an all-to-unkind world as-of-late that warms my heart and inspires me to write stories that make people feel the way those movies and my friends’ books do for me.

Hope. Kindness. Love. Excitement. Trials. Frustrations. Joy. Sorrow.  All the feels exist, and tonight I’m among the other “hearties” eagerly awaiting the wedding of the year. No, I am not talking about the upcoming Royal wedding, although this couple is considered royalty among their friends in Hope Valley.

I am referring to the long-awaited nuptials of Jack and Elizabeth on When Calls the Heart. Did you hear my audible sigh? Thank you Janette Okes for writing such an amazing story that started it all.

I’m deep in the writing cave today, but I am excited and will pause to celebrate the union of Jack Thornton and Elizabeth Thatcher this evening.

Thank you Hallmark for bringing us lovely entertainment and to the cast of When Calls the Heart – you have truly captured our ♥.

Happy Wedding Day, Jack and Elizabeth.

 

Write to the Heart is available now for pre-order!

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Savanna Grey completes the Peach Logic series with the much anticipated book Write to the Heart!

Happy in his own little world
Beau Tipton would rather be alone writing music than in a crowd on any given day. Writing is his first love…his only love as far as he is concerned.

Conquering the world one song at a time
Miranda Daley embraces life with a vigor most envy. The youngest and only daughter with four older brothers, she’s used to fighting for what she wants.

When Beau and Miranda are thrown together on a writing assignment, their different perspectives clash, threatening the success of their project. Beau finds Miranda irrational and a look before you leap kind of girl. Miranda is determined to drag Beau out of his comfort zone.

Beau isn’t certain they can find middle ground, especially since the aggravating women won’t leave him alone…even in the shower!

So, we did a thing this weekend. By we, I mean my husband and I. By thing, I mean began cleaning out closets for our upcoming move.

In July we will move from North Carolina to Virginia. While this will only be an hour-and-a-half move, there are many moving parts to this event.

Our youngest is graduating high school and going off to college. This is my husband’s baby duck, and he is so not ready to let her swim alone.

We will be leaving our three grandchildren – two who currently reside with us and one who is five minutes away.

We have lived in our current home for 15 years. We have four children we raised here. Oh, the stories these walls hold. The teenage years were not fun ones…at least not for the parents, but they are memories we cherish.

The thought of packing up this five bedroom home is intimidating at best. The garage alone scares me.

We are beginning a much-needed purging. We started with two of the closets this weekend. It felt good to eliminate things that have collected dust and no longer served a purpose for us.

We are taking it room by room as we prepare for the first of two or three yard sales. Hopefully items we no longer need will serve a purpose and bring joy to other families.

I couldn’t help but feel sad as I listened to my husband look through a box of his childhood memories and came close to tears as he found his mother’s and father’s death certificates.

So much happens in a short span of time. One thing is true. Times have changed a great deal in the last 15 years, and yet as times change, so must we to a certain extent. We are entering a new phase in our lives as a married couple.

To be honest we are both excited and nervous and sad and all the feels you could possibly imagine.

So, tonight and every Sunday night until we move, we will have our family dinner with our grown children and grandchildren and not take not even one moment for granted.

We aren’t promised tomorrow. Change is unavoidable. We can embrace it and find our place in it or be left behind to wallow in it.

I might work around pigs, but I don’t choose to be one, so I’m going to embrace what lies ahead.

Happy Sunday, friends.

 

A new month. Wow! Is anyone else feeling like January and February flew past them without a how do you do?

Why is that?

For me, I’ve realized how often I end the day feeling completely spent and get up to rinse and repeat.

I don’t like that. I’ve lost site of the joy in simple things being buried in busyness.

I choose my new notebook because of its cover. I will use it every day for my to do list and notes.

I’m a list maker. 😃

Two things in particular I am focusing on.

One – make a difference. I’m not feeling like I do this recently. I want to. I’m hitting the reset button.

Two – speak kindly. It’s not that I don’t do this, it’s that I want to do more.

I believe the two actions above are intertwined. Being kind does and will make a difference. Words followed by actions are powerful.

I’m not talking about solving world hunger, but I can buy someone lunch or help carry their bags to their car.

How about that elderly neighbor? Maybe I could drop in and say hello.

I guess what I’ve realized as March blows in is I need to look up from my everyday whirlwind activity and pay attention – really look and speak – to the people around me.

At the end of the day when I lay my head down, I’d like to know I made a difference.