Posted by Leslie on July 8th, 2008 | 1 Comment

I had friends in town this past holiday weekend. Two girlfriends (one with husband) and their kids. All the kids got along wonderfully and behaved rather well. We took them to the aquarium, various museums and monuments in Washington DC, as well as out on our boat. It was a blast, although today I am crashing from the constant movement and excitement.

During this time, my oldest daughter was out and about doing what teenagers do best. We rarely saw her. But one morning she came down the stairs crying. During the night, her best friend’s older brother was killed in a car accident. He’d been driving too fast, flipped his car and hit a tree. My daughter had known this boy for four years, just went to the beach with their family a few weeks ago. Understandably, she and all of her friends are devastated.

My elation of hanging out with good friends and my daughter’s anguish of losing someone she knew provided emotional extremes of the human condition. It’s no wonder I woke up sobbing. It’s no wonder the profound moments of our lives impact me so greatly. It’s no wonder I write romance - where emotion is the key element throughout.