Mother was always shoving me out in the world. (from A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle)
My mom didn’t so much shove me out into the world as she did encourage me whenever and wherever I decided to go. She never would have let me hide from what I wanted to do because I was afraid. And this week, she’s joining me out in the world, or at least up here in Boston. It’s going to be a good week for us, folks! I hope it’s as good for you.