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If someone had asked me if my road had been smooth, I would have answered a resounding, “Yes!” Of course, there were challenges, and I was a workaholic. But I feel like my family made the most of every minute of every day. And we had a great time doing it. There were so many “once in a lifetime” memories. But, then the rug was pulled out from under me. And the real journey began to somewhere. I was looking for answers to questions I couldn’t ask, and certainly not answer.

As I was struggling to understand why I’m writing this book, my friend Jeredith asked me, “What is your favorite color?” At first, I gave her some standard reaction, but she wouldn’t let me get by with that. Although, she insisted that I answer the question, I couldn’t imagine why my favorite color mattered. She knew it would ask and answer the questions I needed to know. When I stopped talking and thought about what she asked me, an image of my soft baby blue shoes given to me when I was very young was all I could see. It was then that I realized that I must wear those shoes as I tell you about my journey.

Those soft baby blue shoes I had must have been magic, because wherever they are, they have lasted and lasted. They would be too small now, but I’m going to put them on, anyway, as we move ahead finding the color that fits now. I’ll try different colors, and ask questions.

I want that search to make you laugh and cry in the same breath…if not now, maybe when you need a new color.