#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller
That was the week that was….

My beloved cat, Cha Cha, passed away suddenly from an undiagnosed case of diabetes, the day after we lost Aunt Billie.  She was 12 years old and one of my dearest companions.  I was with her at the end, petting her and telling her everything would be okay, when she fell asleep. 

I will be writing more about Cha Cha (called Chachie) and Aunt Billie over coming days and weeks, but at the moment, it’s about all I can do to tell you about these losses.

On a more positive note, our little guy, Gibson Grady Drew, is definitely holding his own.  He weighed in at 3.7 pounds and as of today, he’s off the CPAP breathing machine.  My sister Sally, his maternal grandmother, is thinking of making him his very own Superman get-up.  :)  He’s big-eyed and alert, and we’re all madly in love with him.

Last week’s winners, belatedly announced, are Laurie Sullivan and Pamela R.J.  Congratulations to both of you.  A new round begins today, so get those comments in.

Thanks to Jenni, I now know how to add pictures to my blog posts–FINALLY–so you’ll be innundated with pictures of the dog, the cat, and the horses, not to mention the occasional artist trading cards and other projects.  :)

I hope to be back on track with the book AND the blog from now on, and I’m truly thankful for your kind words of encouragement, your prayers, and your loving thoughts.  You’re all wonderful!

And the beat goes on…

Well, our baby boy was born this morning.  We don’t know much more as yet, but we’re optimistic.  Our theory is that the little guy is a future President, and thus eager to get here, grow up, graduate from college and law school, and take up residence in the White House.  :)

Aunt Billie is holding up well, too–they removed her breathing tube and she’s already fretting about the state of her garden.  Mind you, the woman turned 96 on May 5.  Can’t visit her yet, but I sent a couple of stones up with her son and daughter-in-law–rose quartz, the stone of unconditional love, and malachite, which is excellent for pain. 

I am sincerely thankful for your prayers and kind words.  You Parable folks are the best.

The weekend was both hectic and restful, if you can believe it.  As described in the last blog, the peonies are popping. 

Stay tuned for accounts of a new passion–I’ve discovered juicing.  :)  (I’m always looking for ways to increase my energy level. :)  I still have lots of stories to tell!  Of course I’ll still be doing Weight Watchers–that’s a lifestyle.

Speaking of stories, the day has finally arrived.  THE MARRIAGE PACT is on sale just about everywhere.  :)  (That resounding ‘yeehaw’ you’re hearing is coming from me.)

The gemstone of the day is green tourmaline–I’m wearing one right now.  It’s a lovely, rich shade of green–no emerald ever looked better.  Keywords, according to THE BOOK OF STONES (Robert Simmons and Naisha Ahsian, authors), are: healing, strength, vitality, and wholeness.  The aforementioned is my go-to reference guide, though I do own and consult other volumes.  While it’s important to understand the traditional meanings and properties of various stones, these are really just guidelines, jumping-off points.  Working with stones/crystals is primarily intuitive, once a person has a basic understanding. 

What I’m listening to: Penney Peirce’s wonderful FREQUENCY, a book so good that I’ve ordered a printed copy for my keep-and-consult-often shelf.  This is a deep subject, and will require some pondering.  Mainly, Ms. Peirce outlines the importance of governing one’s personal energy–our private freqency or vibration.

Apologies: I am having computer troubles again.  For whatever reason, the machine saw fit to swallow part of my initial blog.





The typical Pony Express rider was nineteen years old and made $100-$150 per month plus room and board.