Happy New Year!

This year has been a weird year for the author side of me. My characters have been quite silent since I published The One Awakened last year. That is, they were silent until last night.  Last night, I had a dream that I believe will become the ending of Drake's story. I'm hoping this means that my characters have had their fill of their vacation and are ready to get back to work with me. We shall see!

As we end this year, I want to wish you all a wonderful new year. I hope you fill your mind and heart with positive energy, love, and laughter.  I'd like to leave you with a poem written by the daughter of a very good friend of mine.  I have watched this young lady grow up into a beautiful human being.  Gaby has autism. I have watched her struggle throughout the years, and I have seen her flourish as well! She has a beautiful soul and an incredible sense of humor.  She loves creating alternate fairy tales. She has a wonderful imagination and loves stories. When her mother shared this with me, I asked her if I could share it with you all. So, it is my honor and privilege to share with you The Glass Girl by Gaby Pimentel. :-)

The Glass Girl

A poem by Gaby Pimentel

There once was a little girl who didn’t look people in the eye.

It wasn’t that she was being rude, but nobody quite knew why.

She liked to play by herself, it gave her many joys.

But never took things well when she heard a loud noise.

When listening or speaking, she had to take things slow.

Her parents didn’t quite understand, they wanted to help, they had to know.

A doctor said it was Autism, but they didn’t know what that was, 

Or how she ever got it, though it could be just because.

They helped however they could as many years would pass,

But on the inside she felt delicate, as if she were made of glass.

Because it was hard enough to handle life as much as she could take,

But when things took a turn for the worst, she felt as if she might break.

But when things looked bad, her mother looked at her, with a kind and loving face,

And when they embraced, the little girl knew she was in a safe place.

Her mom and dad continued to help as many more years would pass,

And more and more the girl came to see, she was a special and lucky young lass.

She was as sweet as she was beautiful as anyone can be,

And at times she was funny without meaning to be.

The girl, who is now a woman, carries on now each day,

As she spreads kindness to others, even when skies are gray.

And if the woman could turn back time, if only for one day,

She would find the little girl, embrace her, and say...

“You might feel like you might just break when you are feeling blue,

But the one good thing about glass is that a lovely light can shine through.”

The End