August 20th, 2009 by A.G.J.
Yesterday Gates, my 8 and 3/4 year old son, and I were relaxing on a couch reading. Suddenly Gates says, “Mom, that’s so weird. On your book, the author’s name is so much bigger than the title. I thought it was the title!” He was absolutely right and, for some reason, it struck me deeply. Am I more focused on the title (i.e. the story I get to help tell with my life) or the author (me). And am I really the author? That’s what I’m walking with today.