Mary J. McCoy-Dressel

If only I had something profound to say to you all as we go into a brand new year. Thanks?

Thanks sounds good to me yet isn’t profound. 🙂

Readers of my books & blog:

I don’t know how to say thanks to you—to get the point across to reiterate how special you are. ❤ Please know, you’re S-P-E-C-I-A-L to me. Did the capital letters help to emphasize? I’m not yelling. Honest.

Thanks also for following my sporadic blog posting schedule. In yesterday’s post and in front of the world, I said I planned on working on consistency. Who am I fooling? I like to beat the drum to my own tune, or something like that.

I’ve been accused of making my cowboys mushy. I’ll just stop here so I don’t make myself mushy.

Happy New Year to each and every one of you.

I’ll leave you with this quote.

We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year’s Day. ~Edith Lovejoy Pierce

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