That’s how it is these days. Show up. Suit up. Get into the game.
Today, I’m taking Sadie and Bernice to a nearby park for a walk. We all need a little sunshine, green grass, and fresh air.
Next week, I’ll be on the road, visiting Kansas City and Denver, two towns that are very friendly to cowgirls! I bought myself two new pairs of boots for the trip, one bright pink (I DO love pink) and one with lovely flowers embroidered on the sides. Truth to tell, I considered postponing this tour, promoting my new hardcover, “A Wanted Man”. I figured I had two pretty good excuses, losing my dad and a world-class case of bronchitis.
But one of my dad’s qualities was something he called “gumption”. It’s a cowboy/Marine Corps word, meaning to push up your sleeves, stand toe-to-toe with whatever’s in front of you, and get it done.
The bronchitis is better. The Dad-shaped hole in my life will always be there.
I’m strong, whether I want to be or not.
And I’m looking forward to seeing your smiling faces and hearing your warm voices.
If I tear up a little, I know you’ll understand.
