I feel like my right arm is missing with Rojo at camp, but in a good way - now. The first 24-hours were brutal. Neither STM nor I slept a wink (I don't think Flicka did, either). I had both phones by the bed and was on high alert waiting for them the ring. As we got through all the firsts: first dinner, first sleep, first wake-up, first breakfast, first shower, etc., I started to relax. Now I'm very relaxed (in terms of him), and just savoring the thump/hum/tap/yell/door slamming-free house.
Monday night I slept like a rock and had energy ALL day yesterday - amazing what a difference it makes having a morning where you can complete a thought/activity! Woohoo and I spent the whole day getting her ready for college - and I was patient and pleasant! Both! And we were wildly successful and got a whole lot of things checked off the To Do and To Buy lists! Love that!
Now I'm about to dive back into the manuscript and do my "last" (I keep saying that) go-through before converting it into e-reader format. I'm going to warn you now, the book is not perfect, but I love it all the more each time I read it. I laugh, I cry, I cringe, I have hope, and that's just me. I hope you will, too. Better, more diligent, more careful, more highly crafted writers abound, but this book has something to say and I am excited to put it out there to have it's voice.