When I complain about the bumps and bruises of life, my children like to remind me that I wouldn’t write it any other way. In life, we try to avoid conflict; in fiction, we demand it. But I like conflict so much better when it sticks to story!
Many of you know that my husband and I recently moved to Germany. In fact, we only finished serving out our two-week Covid quarantine two weeks ago and now it looks like we’ll be doing it all over again.
2020 and the old one-two punch
Actually, 2020’s been more like the one-two-three-four-five…
Yesterday I found out a dear writer friend of mine passed away. Today I found out my father-in-law died last night, struck suddenly by Covid. My mother-in-law has also tested positive for Covid, and many family members as well.
We don’t know if/when/how there will be a funeral or how many more funerals might follow. After the rest of the family finishes their quarantine, we’re going to try to fly back to the States to be with them, but times are uncertain and everything carries so much more risk than it used to.
More conflict, coming your way
Due to Covid restrictions, it’s been difficult to accomplish all the little tasks of finding and settling into a new household. Even though we already own a car in Germany and it’s been sitting here waiting for us, we can’t drive it. We’re still trying to get it registered and plates put on it because there’s no walk-in service anywhere. You have to make an appointment for every step of the multi-step process.
After visiting eleven houses, we’ve found one we like that will meet our needs. But our move-in date falls right when we’re most likely to be back in the states attending a funeral. And when we get back—another two-week quarantine.
This, in a story, is what we call progressive complications. Nice on the page.
Not so great in person.
There’s a lot to be grateful for
Despite the mess and heartache, we are grateful for many things. The wonderful years and times spent with Grandpa and that our children had a chance to know him well. The strength and resiliency of family and the knowledge that we’ll all be together again, forever.
We’re grateful for old friends and new—those we’ve been reunited with in Germany and those we now miss in other parts of the world. Plus, the chance to make new friends going forward.
I’m grateful for my readers and the opportunities I have to create and share stories, adventures, mysteries, puzzles, and thrills with them. I appreciate the support I receive in return and the good feeling I get when others enjoy reading my stories.
Truly, there’s a lot to be grateful for, even during these tough and frightening times. Let’s hold to the best of life and humanity and look forward to better times ahead.
My Christmas card to you
Please take a moment to view my video Christmas card. It’s for you, my readers. It’s short and simple but I hope it brings you some hope and cheer. Merry Christmas!