The Recovery Process

You are terrific!

I got another batch of mail yesterday, convincing me that I have the best, most generous readers in the world. Your cards and letters keep my spirits up. Thank you so much. Not to mention the occasional gift or two. I feel blessed in a cursed sort of way. I am not grateful to have had a stroke. That would be nuts. But I am grateful that my work has had an impact. You tell me over and over that this is true. I’ve even had an increase in book sales. I hope this is because more people are finding my books or perhaps sharing my books.

I am doing my best to be brave like my characters. Overcoming obstacles at every turn. The Wildflower trilogy is the perfect example of that.

If you are able to support this Substack by upgrading to being a paid subscriber, I would be very grateful. Even a little bit helps a lot right now.

My days contain an hour or two of writing, as well as exstensive physical therapy. I go to bed exhausted every night because I work so hard just trying to get around. I am getting stronger every day, but I still have caregivers who I rely on. My left side is still agonizingly slow at returning to health. Small improvements are indeed improvements, and I’ll take every single one of them. But recovering from a stroke is truly the hardest thing I have ever done. It takes every ounce of my energy. Every ounce of my focus. I feel like I’m starting over in so many ways.

Thank you for hanging with me. Thank you for caring about me. It means the world to me.

Love you! ♥️