Time for a little levity:
Last Friday I walked into my bank. Way on the other side of the room I immediately spotted “Liz,” the character in my book who blew the whistle on “Adam.” If it hadn’t been for her revelation, who knows how much longer the charade would have played on.
I hadn’t seen Liz in more than two years, and for a second my mind went into a spin. She walked over to where I was filling out my deposit slip and we gave each other a hug.
“I see you got your book published,” she said, laughing.
“Yes, I did!” I replied. “Did you read it?”
“Yes, I did!” she said, with a knowing smile all over her face.
We just looked at each other and laughed as we each remembered the synchronicity of Adam arriving just as she was leaving my Sunday-morning yoga class, and the look on her face when she recognized him.
“I’ve lost all respect for him,” she confided as the teller credited my deposit. We laughed and chatted some more as Honey and Chico ate the biscuits the teller gave them.
“The good thing about writing that book,” I said, “was that I learned how to write dialogue. That book got me going on turning my journals into memoirs.”
Bumping into Liz at the bank made my day. I walked out of there feeling like a wealthy woman.
Health—including mental health—is wealth!
Fishing on Facebook: A Writing Yoga Memoir
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