Lifetime Readers

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Dear Readers,

My husband and I have just returned from a book signing at an assisted living facility in Nevada.

Although perhaps an unlikely place to find readers, I met some wonderful people who are still growing strong. People who have enjoyed reading throughout their lives.

Yes, they may need large print, now.

Yes, they often fall asleep after only reading a few pages.

But they still like having that physical book in their hands and the gift of a colorful bookmark.

These residents openly shared about themselves at a complimentary lunch. They are still very much a part of our society.

They touched my heart.

They purchased a wide variety of my books, but most resonated (as you might guess) with my I REMEMBER series: I Remember the Seasons, I Remember the Holidays, and I Remember Bible Stories.

I Remember

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I don’t know of anyone who doesn’t have a friend or relative with some forms of dementia. 

You may be searching for an appropriate gift for someone you know, other than a blanket or sweater.

Why not consider tapping into memories from “days gone by”?

When my mother was diagnosed, I wrote three interactive picture books: I Remember The Seasons, I Remember The Holidays, and I Remember Bible Stories. Each one has beautiful artwork, original poems, stories, and discussion questions–all of which help family and caregivers reconnect with their loved ones.

Writing them was truly a labor of love. Join me this season in giving the gift of memories to a special person in your life.

Having Trouble Sleeping?

I’ve had trouble sleeping lately and I think I have found the reason why.

I used to knock off my work day at about 4 p.m. But due to a recent move that changed the order of things, I have had to sit down at the computer for a couple of hours after dinner most evenings.

When I write something particularly emotional, scary, or suspenseful I end my day with frustrated or angry feelings.

I put my theory to the test this week. 

When I worked on one of my books about dementia (I’m sure I’ve mentioned some of them. For example, 

I Remember Holidays) my anxiety level wasn’t nearly as high as when I worked on my suspense novel.

So, I’ve learned an important lesson: end my day’s writing with something light and happy. 

And I’ll get a good night’s sleep.