The night before my book printed, I couldn’t sleep. I was waking up all night and I think that it was because I was wrestling with finality. I told a dear friend that it was analogous to those nightmares wherein you’re typing the final term paper when the sun is coming up!

I think that I have always had pressure in the back of my mind to do “something” with my life. When I’ve had milestones, like giving my sermon, I have had the nag in me about “What’s next?” In that sermon in addition to explaining that being a surviving sibling, I also talk about mountains.

My book was a giant mountain.

I have a sample of my book now.

The next morning after it printed, I made a TikTok. You can see how exhausted I am in it, but I really wanted to begin promoting it before I had it.

Today, an amazing human recorded another TikTok for me when I opened for the first time, my book sample.

I’m emotional and feel overwhelmed.

I’m happy too.

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