Roxie, the illustration by Jordan Ullom.
Jordan is my graphic artist I met through volunteering. What a great way to meet, and see what she can do! She does illustrations, album and book covers, and has musical talents, too. The whole package. She has worked very hard to earn her degree and establish herself in the Omaha area. Hoping to work with her for a long time.
Today, I’m editing. Starting from scratch in a way. By asking people I trust to give an honest opinion, I got straight answers as to how I can improve my children’s book. It’s easy to sit in my studio, thinking I did a great job, when I know it could be better. I’ve read where feedback is horribly painful. It’s not when people are kind to you. It also helps to know you don’t have all the answers. It’s good to be realistic. That said, it is hard to delete your photos, words, and change things. It’s not going to be it’s best unless I use the feedback.
I’m listening to the music of Billy McGuigan, and brothers Ryan and Matthew. The CD Yesterday and Today plays a part in showing how naughty Roxie, my little white puppy was. She tried a bite of the CD (she was a counter surfer. Naughty girl)! I was heartbroken. The Babe just had open heart surgery a couple days before Christmas in 2014. We had just seen this show at a local playhouse. The whole story about the show, the family, is a great story. We’ve been fans ever since. We rarely miss a show they’re a part of locally.
So, once the Babe was home from the hospital, Roxie did this terrible deed. I was able to get another copy of the music that got me through nearly losing the Babe. It helped me remain positive and certain things would be OK. And they were. Thanks to these guys and their music, it was much easier to be positive. Those months of recovery were the hardest thing to go through in our life together.
It only seemed right to me to write my first children’s book about our Roxie and how she taught our grandson Gavin about grieving and healing. My first regular blog was about the day we lost Roxie. Someone left our gate open (4th of July fireworks retrieving we think), she ran out, went to a busy highway and was killed by a car. We were heartbroken. Gavin was devastated.
So as I once again look at Eric Carle’s quote, it’s all making much more sense. I believe things come across my FB feed and into my mind for a reason. They serve as encouragement. A kind word to keep me going. Sure, the easy thing would be to quit. But that’s an automatic failure to succeed. I can handle trying and failing. I can’t handle quitting and failing. I won’t quit, either. Not unless I become mentally or physically unable.
I need a break from the computer and my words right now. Going to pull weeds while the dogs play outside. This is the start of a great weekend, and I hope yours is, too. Be grateful, be humble, and be open to new things. It helps keep you young. See you tomorrow!