In 2018, (one week before Easter), Jeremy took me to a small town outside of Austin called, Brady, Texas. The reason for this trip? Seeing Mamma Beth (daddy's sister; my aunt) for the first time in 34 years. She'd asked me to help her heal a weird infection below her belt, and under her belly where she couldn't reach to take care of it herself.

The moment we saw each other, I went into her arms, and she held me for 5 minutes before Jeremy and I even walked through the apartment door. It took me 2 weeks to get the infection completely healed, then, I went back home to Channelview, Texas.

Over the next few months, I cannot stop talking about my visit with Mamma Beth, and I begin to realize that the 23-year writer's block I'd been suffering was gone. I began to develop a novel series, which I've placed on the "back burner" for another 20 years because I'm not old enough to write my autobiography, yet (I'm only 44 years old).

Then, the idea for "Interraton, Second Earth" came to me, and I'm currently writing the second novel of this saga. I've only been writing this story since January 2022, and I've already completed the first novel. Plus, I'm writing the 25th chapter of the second.

I feel that y'all should know that these chapters are 2,700 to 4,000 words, each. So, it's not like I've written a 10-chapter novel, and I'm on the 2nd. More like the first novel is one  that has 40 chapters.

Just thought I'd share some goodness that's currently taking place in my life. I guess "there is a silver-lining in every dark cloud".

I love you, Mamma Beth R. I. P.