Back to my roots!

 Recently, the editor of a publication I wrote for died.  The publisher was distraught as he'd kept the magazine afloat.  I never really liked the publisher but my heart went out to her in her moment of grief.

So, to relieve some of her burden, I offered to write for the publication in the interim.

She accepted my offer graciously.

I wrote my first piece recently.  She loved it and so did the readers.

Last week she gave me another story.  Like the first assignment, I reveled in this second story.  I enjoyed crafting it, refining it, reviewing it, re-refining and submitting.

All totaled, I had about 20 versions I whittled down and rewrote it until it was presentable.

But I felt happy. Joyous. Renewed.

I had returned HOME!