Falling to Pieces
Wednesday’s Spotlight: Falling to Pieces
The suitcase is out and clothes are EVERY WHERE. I’m a Texas girl. I don’t really know how to pack for up north. Which is crazy. I lived for 3 years in Connecticut–but I was shorter then, and MUCH younger (think 3rd grade).
Imagine taking your baby home for the first time:
- You hope everyone will like her
- You adore this child more than you would have thought possible
- You try to think of everything that will make the trip go more smoothly
- You keep telling yourself–remember the camera, remember the camera
- You wonder if you gained a few pounds since you had “the baby.”
But mostly you’re just excited about going home, and while Shipshewana isn’t the place where I was born … it most certainly is where the story of Deborah, Callie, Max and all the other folks in this book were born. In some ways they’re all very real to me. I sort of expect to see them when we eat at the Blue Gate and maybe they’ll join us in the parade for the Christmas Tree Lighting. Wouldn’t that be a hoot?
I sure hope I remember the camera.
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