Balcony People
It's Saturday morning about 5:30am. I got up early, showered, got a cup of coffee, started the laundry, and turned on the fireplace, with Max curled by my side, to spend some time in my own thoughts. My mind drifted to balcony people. You may have never heard that term but I hope you've known it in your life. Years ago, I read an old book by Joyce Landorf Heatherley. It was a tiny book, published in 1984. I don't remember when I bought the book, but it was during a season in life when Shawn was buying books from Half.com - new books, used books, all books at a good price (I have since introduced him to this thing in modern day life called a library). This particular book is less than 70 pages. It was used and it came with a handwritten note inside that said "Sue - you are definitely a balcony person and I love you! Vicki 1/06". The book begins by telling what it is about. "This book is about the lethal poison of rejection, and the healing ...