It’s a brand new year.
Fresh, unsullied - as pure as the driven snow - stretching out before us
into the future. We’re stepping into unknown territory – our future. It is at once thrilling and terrifying.
Have you made your New Years Resolution? Have you already broken it? :) Oh, well! This year I decided to make a resolution I had a reasonable expectation of keeping. So no more powdered coffee creamer in my coffee. So far, so good. I don't care for any liquid creamers and I think that powdered stuff may actually be plastic and not one bit good for you, so the only resolve is to drink it black. It tastes a bit better each morning so I'm encouraged.
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wish for you and yours a wonderful year filled with grand memories and prosperity that you have only thus far imagined. Maybe PCH, or the Lottery. But if not that, enjoy the things that truly matter - family, friends, quiet moments, your favorite drink by the fireside with a new book - maybe mine!
This, Too, Shall Pass is now available on the Amazon website, Just type my name – Barbara Basham Bostic – into the search window at Amazon and both my books will
be listed. This, Too, Shall Pass and Before The Lake.
You can also try this link. If you can't click on it, you can cut and paste it into your browser window.
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=barbara+basham+bostic
Here's the Editorial Review
Now a mother and grandmother living in Apex, NC, Barbara Basham Bostic is an interesting combination of a woman who grew up in the country in the years immediately following WW2 to become the wife of a U.S. Army officer who served in the Korean Conflict and Vietnam. During those years, she lived abroad and domestically while rearing her three children. Having lost both parents by age 24 and becoming a widow at the age of 34, the single mother worked to support and bring up her children in Charlotte, far from any help she might have received from her sprawling extended family. Believing that her children had already been deprived of too much, she chose to remain in their community so they might continue in their schools with their friends. Right or wrong, it was the decision she made to the best of her ability to see down the road. Many years later, she would return to Central Virginia for another ten years to renew her relationships with her siblings and their families. Feeling the absence of her children and grandchildren, she returned to North Carolina where she continues to enjoy family holidays and gatherings. And also to write.
