There are days I wake up tired. Days I wake up discouraged. Days when everything seems shriveled up, including me. But when I sit down at the computer and the words flow...even if only in a trickle rather than the flood I'd hoped for...I am a little less tired, a little less discouraged. I am the thirsty vine soaking up the rainwater, and for another day I am refreshed and willing to grow.
Blessings, Anita

