I write novels about “forgotten” people. The ordinary souls (like most of us) who struggle with secret traumas, addictions and the loneliness of believing we are unique in our suffering.
Life can be so muddy, messy and glorious all at the same time. Our histories, our tiny little blips of life, the small moments, the hidden works of service, the smiles of encouragement often always change history.
Maybe it’s just the history of one person’s afternoon.
We all know we have this power, but how often are we forgetful, afraid, shy or too busy to wield it? I’m as guilty as anyone else.
Author Adrienne Morris 