When I’m writing this blog and Flynn asks what I’m doing, I tell him- “I’m writing my novel”- which I really ought to be doing. The other day he said : “Everyone in Heaven must be so jealous of Daddy because none of them have someone back on earth writing a book about them.”
I have dropped my messages all over the cosmos for you, like my very own treasure hunt. I hope you pick them up. This is for you.