It is mid-December 2024, and I walked through a snowy path to my favorite coffee shop. After brushing the snow off my boots, I entered to find a warm atmosphere with familiar faces, soft laughter, and seasonal music. I sat across from a woman in a Santa hat who was quietly enjoying her coffee. I …
View from my coffee cup
I was nervous. Windsor, Ontario, was new to me, and my apprehension intensified, mainly because I was traveling alone. I knew I would feel at home when I reached the Ontario Motor Coach Association (OMCA) Conference, where I would showcase my books in the Artisan Marketplace; I felt at home once I got there. Authors …
View from my coffee cup
My head went side to side rapidly. I needed a cup of strong coffee. So, my beloved daughter and her family came home on holiday; I facilitated a Writing Workshop; I spoke at an author colleague's 80th Birthday Party, and our annual Author's Book Marketplace went off without a hitch. Then, the server at my favorite coffee shop called …
