Over the last week, perhaps you watched a child who had been forced to wait to open their Christmas present. If you didn’t, I’m sure you can relate, maybe you’ve even been that child. As I wait impatiently for the opportunity to get my hands on the printed and bound version of my writings, I am taken back to my childhood. For now, I am very excited to be able to give you a sneak preview of what it’s going to look like.
By the time the book is available in the next few weeks, I expect that the pent-up energy will have me jumping around like a two-year-old.