I’m in Atlanta, waiting for my plane to Columbus. What a great trip. I felt completely at ease out in the world talking about this, that, and myself. Just like how I remember me…
Sometimes what I’m doing here in this project seems so tiny and insignificant, but this trip to Minneapolis for AWP proved that what I’m doing is making a difference. More about this tomorrow when I’m all the way home.
How wonderful when something you hope is a positive project—actually is! 🙂
So true, Donna : )