September?

brr...a certain chill in the air, makes it feel like September...shiver!!!
Yesterday turned out to be a gorgeous day, and warmed up nicely. Dalton begged to go Deep Cove, for the second day in a row, but I convinced him to just rest, so he could go to Teen Night at the Club.
Today, we shall go to the beach though!
We enjoyed some time with Tom and Dan, Dalton's younger cousins. It is hard for him now, you notice the age difference between them, so he isn't as excited to hang out with them. Of course, this became especially clear when his own friends arrived on the beach!
This week seemed like a long one, with chemo trip to DECH on Mon/Tues, and then going to St Stephen on Wed to pick up Callie's things. That was hard. Thursday was a pretty slow day, both of us feeling the need to catch up on R & R. I finished my novel, started another one. I just read Even Now, by KAren Kingsbury. It was ok, certainly nice and light for summer, but so predictable, and I didn't feel like the characters had true depth.

Editorial Reviews

From Publishers Weekly

The latest offering from Christian publishing phenom Kingsbury spills over with her trademark sentimentality and easy prose, but is marred by melodramatic implausibilities. In the prologue, Emily Anderson, a beautiful, brilliant, athletic college freshman is pining for her lost parents, at which point the novel flashes back to how they got lost. While Kingsbury strives to make their disappearance believable, it never quite adds up. In particular, readers are led to believe that Emily's famous fighter pilot father had been inaccessible to her because she was spelling his name wrong when doing internet searches. Still, the story is less of a stretch than Kingsbury's mistaken identity novel, One Tuesday Morning, and this one is also more complex and nuanced: it deals with teenage pregnancy, Iraq and Afghanistan. Kingsbury indicates in her author's note she believes she has represented the debate fairly, and there's no doubt her treatment of the topic is gentler than most, but she conflates Christianity with conservatism and support for the war. Her one antiwar character is a liberal non-Christian who, despite being a seasoned war correspondent, appears never to have thought very deeply about her beliefs. As is the case with Kingsbury's other books, any shortcomings are unlikely to faze her ardent fan base.
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Product Description

Sometimes hope for the future is found in the ashes of yesterday.Shane Galanter---a man ready to put down roots after years of searching. But is he making the right choice? Or is there a woman somewhere who even now remembers---as does he---those long-ago days . . . and a love that hasn't faded with time?Lauren Gibbs---a successful international war correspondent who gave up on happily-ever-after years ago---when it was ripped away from her. Since then, she's never looked back. So how come she can't put to rest the one question that haunts her: Why is life so empty?Emily Anderson---a college freshman raised by her grandparents, and about to take her first internship as a journalist. But before she can move ahead, she discovers a love story whose tragic ending came with her birth. As a result, she is drawn to look back and search out the mother she's never met.A young woman seeking answers to her heart's deep questions. A man and woman separated by lies and long years. . . yet who have never forgotten each other. With hallmark tenderness and power, Karen Kingsbury weaves a tapestry of lives, losses, love, and faith---and the miracle of resurrection.
(from Amazon)
Now I am reading Beneath the Harvest Sky by Tracie Peterson. Set in the 30s, I am enjoying this one a bit more. Apparently it is book 3 of a mini series; found it at a yard sale, but so far I don't think I am losing out by not having read 1 & 2.
Well, off to start the day; get meds ready and dressed for church. I was doing well with my morning walks, but just couldn't get out the door this morning. Tomorrow!