part of my “family assisting” consisted of meeting my 7 yr old grandson after school and then hanging out in the school park/playground where many parents/caregivers also hang out. over the past few weeks I have talked several times with a woman who shared that she loves to read.

a few days ago I mentioned that I had written a book. the woman asked what it was about. I said some personal experiences and “some conversations with someone out there“. The woman said (I thought excitedly) that she would like to read it.

so yesterday I took my proof copy of the book to the park with me. the woman was rushed that day and not staying at the playground. when I gave her the book she looked at the cover (which has an angel on it) and said (I thought rather offhandedly) “oh Thanks. I’m in the middle of another book right now so I’ll finish that one and then read this one”.

Later at home so many questions & doubts came up. Thoughts that I don’t really know this woman, don’t really know what kind of books she likes, don’t know if she’s into spirituality etc. doubts of what if she doesn’t like my book and I’ve kinda put her on the spot of having to say so. Yep a big bit of OMG what have I done.

Today the woman is rushing past me (looking for her kid in the crowd) but stopped long enough to say “I’m really loving your book” leaving me sitting there thinking so you started reading my book before you finished the other one. I guess you got past the angel on the cover.

A few minutes later I spotted the woman sitting on the other side of the playground AND she was reading my book.

Well if I had questions & doubts after giving her the book they were nothing compared to what I experienced today sitting there looking at her in the act of reading it.