I write you today from Little Town, South, in the wonderful home of one dear heart-sister, Rachelle Rea. A photo-filled recap of my Southern vacation will follow, but for now I am relishing in the un-rushed rest and relaxation that has proven already to be a balm to my spirit these last six days since stepping off of an airplane and into the embrace of two of the dearest friends I am blessed to call mine.
Some quick highlights...
| Surprise! Upon stepping off the plane and out of the terminal, I find not just a petite blond but a tall brunette waiting to greet me! Rachelle and Sarah pulled a fast one on me--I thought I'd be next to Rachelle Saturday, not Friday night, welcoming Sarah! That was the plan, but unbeknownst to me they had cooked up this surprise ahead of time.
| The charm of the Old South. All the breathtaking architecture and history and beauty of Charleston, South Carolina, where we spent most of Sunday walking through two of it's beautiful parks. I'll just leave it at this--I wish I had months down here to wander and research and take a million photos and brainstorm a Southern story. Yes. This Northern Belle will, so help me God, write a novel someday set somewhere in the South--and let's be real. Most likely Charleston.
| The beach. It's been about fifteen years since I've last been to a legit ocean beach. Monday found the three of us trekking over to the Isle of Palms to walk on it's shore and enjoy the magnificent salty sea breeze and beautiful sparkling water together. Give me a comfy chair, sunscreen and a good novel or twelve and I'd be set for weeks.
I don't know about you but I cannot believe Saturday is November already. I am so not looking forward to going back home on the third and to real life but honestly, I already feel stronger and at peace with where I'm at and what I'm doing in my busy day-to-day. Thank you, Jesus.
Stay tuned in November for not one but three new books
from friends I am thrilled to share with you!