I’ve had to let go of some things lately.

Not the things I’ve given up during the pandemic; those I know I’ll get back…someday. But there are three things I had to let go, and I’ll never get them back.

The first is when my son left for college. I was, and still am, so proud of him. As a child when anyone asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” his answer was always “Grown up.” After we dropped him off, got him settled in, sort of, he didn’t want our help, and then I cried all the way home. Three days later I was walking down the junk food aisle at the grocery and crying again because I didn’t have to buy anymore junk food. He’s grown into a fine man, but I’ll never again get to see that boy I sent to school.

The second thing I had to let go was my granddaughter this past week. She headed off to college, but from the time she was three years old, we had regular “Nana and Girl” days. We’d go to the bookstore – our favorite place. Picking out books to give to family at Christmas was always a highlight of the year – then out to lunch, sometimes to a movie, or bowling or ice cream, or just hanging out. Now she is all grown up and ready to take on the world. For her, I’ll cry every time I go past a Barnes and Noble bookstore. She’ll be a terrific grownup, but I’ll never again get to hold her on my lap.

The third thing I gave up recently is my second book, By Promise Made. The release date is September 23, 2020. Check back on the website if you want to find out more about the story.

I spent months in the 1500s in Scotland with some amazing characters, and I loved every minute of it. Even when those characters gave me trouble, I still couldn’t wait to spend time with them. While I am proud of how Hugh and Kit turned out, they are no longer mine. I’ll get to reread chapters and talk about them with other people, but never again will I get to live with them.

My son, my granddaughter, my book. Out of my arms, but never out of my heart.

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