Needless to say, I write A LOT! I have stuff written in notebooks, typed in emails to myself, in the Notes app on my iPhone/iPad, everywhere. I was scrolling through my notes just now, looking for things I may have written to go into my next book, when I came across this message. I don't remember if I ever sent it...and I can't find out because I deleted everything related to him from that time period, but I do remember crying as I typed the message into my iPhone 6, with the

Everything happens for a reason. Signs are in everything. But we believe that since something happens in a way that looks like it was “meant to be”, it should have a positive outcome...now, I am no longer sure. For instance, a few months ago I was due to take a trip. Originally, a male friend 😉 was supposed to meet me and accompany me...that fell through. At one point, I was supposed to assist with the hotel arrangements—and of course I would’ve headed straight to Marriott,