#1 NYT bestselling author Linda Lael Miller


There was lots of it yesterday–serendipity, I mean–just those little things the angels like to do to let you know they’re around. For instance, a few days ago, I mentioned to Wendy that I attended an Esteban concert in Phoenix soon after September 11, and that he’d closed the show with “Here Comes the Sun”, cheering the audience up a lot with the reminder that life would be good again. Because my daughter is sweet and generous, she bought me a small music box while we were in San Antonio on Sunday, and out tinkled the notes of that song. Okay, so that was no coincidence–but yesterday morning, as I waited on the telephone for a conference call, the first tune I heard was–you guessed it–“Here Comes the Sun”.

What are the odds? There were other things, as well, too small and too personal to relate here.

We loved San Antonio–it’s one of my favorite towns, and I’ve been there several times. I always explore the Riverwalk and make a pilgrimage to the Alamo. It’s sacred ground to me–a symbol of courage in the face of overwhelming odds.

Yesterday, we did more exploring–visited Round Rock. Gotta love that name.

Tomorrow, we’re homeward bound, Mary Ann, Jenni and I heading back up north to Spokane, and Wendy to Santa Monica. This week has been wonderful Girl-Time–lots of laughter and good Texas food and new sights to see in every direction. This part of Texas is very green, and I’m smitten with the place, though I haven’t been here long enough to decide on a move. I’ll most likely lease a place for the winter months.

Gosh. I have to come back to Texas.

DARN. :)

(PS-Mom, I’m answering your emails, but they’re bouncing back. Is your mailbox full?)

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