It’s time for me to ‘fess up. I didn’t actually write Strong & Wise.
Well, my fingers did the typing and my brain did a bunch of editing, but the content itself was taken in dictation – sort of.
Let me back up a bit.
When I was little, I remember lying in bed “talking” to my friends. No one was physically with me in my bedroom, I just knew “my friends” were there. I’d tell them all about my day and eventually sleep would come and silence the conversation.
This went on for years. Each evening, I fell asleep surrounded by love. Whenever I felt worried, my friends would assure me that everything was going to be okay.
But one night, my friends weren’t… Continue reading

