I’m not sure why my graddaughter is wearing a Steven Seagal onesie, but it looks fine. I might have to find some other onesies to send. I’m going to New York this Friday to meet with my editor and also to spend a few hours with Robin and Emma, Maria is coming with me.

My cold is lightening up, I feel a bit weak but clear-headed, I’ll be safe by the time Friday comes along. Maria booked her airline tickets to India today, the reality of it all is hitting her. The director of the program in Kolkata for the victims of sex trafficking messaged her to say how glad she is that Maria is coming, and how much the girls will appreciate learning how to make potholders and do some other kinds of art.

Clicking the “confirm” button on the airline tickets brought home the reality of the trip – it is only five months away, and she had to go out to walk in the woods to clear her head and settle down. This is such an exciting thing for her, and for me too. A lot is happening with us, our lives are rich, full and moving rapidly.