A Few Special Occasions

Image by Bea Kamhal from Pixabay

This month I’m celebrating a few special occasions. One is my 48th birthday (today!), and the other is the one-year anniversary of The House on Linden Way. 

If you’ve read Linden Way, the above image will make sense. The story, after all, relies heavily on the concept of time and the ways we become trapped within it. 

Life can feel fleeting in how days move swiftly and take with them so many memories. As both a writer and a mother I feel bound to the responsibility of capturing those memories. Journaling becomes almost an act of despair, driven by the persistent knowledge that a moment not captured is a moment lost. 

I want to remember.

And yet we cannot spend our lives reliving the past, and not everything needs to be preserved. A writer’s job is distillation. 

That’s part of what makes Linden Way special. It distills so much that’s important to me—motherhood, childhood, and sibling bonds—into a story half real, half imagined, and unburdened by details that belong in those late-night journals.

Happy anniversary to the book of my heart, and here’s to another year of writing.