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Today, do what is possible.

Yesterday, after six weeks of working on riding our stationary bike, I rode 26 minutes.  At the beginning of January, I was able to ride about 5 minutes.  I had worked up to 15 minutes every day after a few weeks, but then I fell off the wagon and didn’t ride for a week.  So I re-grouped, and re-committed.  Sometime over the past week I began to ‘sort of slightly’ look forward to the exercise.  Of course exercising on the bike while watching the Olympics on TV has been pretty motivating.

For years I observed Nick diligently working with his various therapists trying to learn new things and overcome the difficulties he faced.  We were lucky that we didn’t listen to the nay-sayers who gave us lists of what was impossible for Nick to accomplish and instead we sought out professionals who were willing to look for what Nick could do right now and build upon that.   Nick accomplished many things on the impossible list.

As a small child, Nick loved rocking on the rocking horse.  One morning, after a year of helping him crawl up onto the horse and holding him on the toy while he rocked back and forth, I awoke hearing the see-saw of the horse.  I thought Arden was helping him.  When I got into the living room I was pleasantly surprised to see that Nick had climbed onto the horse himself.  He was so proud.  So was I.

Experiences like this taught me to try everyday to discover and then do what is possible for me right now.  There might be an overall plan for our life, a plan that we think we understand.  A plan that we think that we know, but we really don’t.  Unexpected things are not always negative.  Sometimes great things happen later on, when we have been willing to do the small things every day for awhile.

Another amazing thing happened to me this week.  I actually jogged to my car across a parking lot when it was raining outside.  I didn’t even make a conscious decision to jog, all of a sudden I noticed that I was jogging.  You might think that is funny, but I had thought that I would never be jogging again.  It was kinda fun.  It wasn’t a long jog and I certainly won’t be running a marathon anytime soon, but small changes made daily over a few weeks has made a remarkable difference.

What small thing have you been thinking you should do daily?  I challenge you to do something that is possible today.  Try it and let me know how it goes.  I would love to share in your success.

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Announcing that I have finished a book with the working title of “The Fairy Fort.” I am currently pitching it to publishers. Keep checking back to watch the progress of my newest novel.

Here is a quick glimpse of the story.

Sarah Doherty is an 18-year-old living in rural Ireland at the tail end of the Great War. Plagued by severe epilepsy, she is protected by her parents and lives a sheltered, secluded, lonely life. The Fae, local Irish fairies, interfere with her life. She falls forward a century in time through the local fairy fort of standing stones. She had a seizure in 1918 and woke up in 2020. The 21st century world includes life-saving prescriptions, physical comforts and the independence and freedom she seeks. The locals are welcoming and Andy Mclaughlin, a handsome young historian, is intriguing. She doesn’t want to return home.

Then a letter arrives from Boston divulging the story of Sarah and Andy’s lives that are deeply entwined in the previous century. They are not yet in love but as they seek to verify the letter through online resources, they feel a growing obligation to their unborn family and to each other. What would happen to their posterity living in Boston if they don’t return to 1918? Even if they do make it back, her parents can never know what happened to her or that would change everything.

This Young Adult time-travel romance explores the question: Do we have the freedom to make choices or is free will an elaborate illusion?

This is my third book. I love reading time travel romances. I am an advocate for epilepsy awareness because my 43-year-old son has intractable epilepsy. As a genealogist specializing in Irish research, I live part of the year in the village where the story is based. I wrote the book to help young adults understand that difficult situations can change your life. Sometimes miraculously.