My thoughts are with you, Sionnach. I can’t think of anything worse than this. Not knowing where your child is, or being able to help, to connect, to have the magic to fix and heal. I’m hoping this message gets through to him and he contacts you. I’m hoping he’s safe somewhere warm and sunny and can feel your love.
I keep trying to think of amusing things to write for this blog, since working on my current book doesn’t seem to be happening today. I want to encourage you to read Zen Alpha. (I’m offering free reviewer copies if anyone’s interested. Just email me at: firstname.lastname@example.org.) I want to talk about my two favorite cats, who are in my office today, Loki and Bruce Banner. Bruce is sleeping in the middle of the floor; Loki is trying to tear the curtains down. I want to tell you about the book I’m writing and how scared I am that it won’t be received well.
But I’m not. All I’ve been able to think about today is my son. I don’t know where he is. He’s an adult and moved to California earlier this year. He lost the job that brought him out there; he lost the job after that. He’s…
View original post 263 more words