It’s funny, as I am digging through the archives of my life, capturing it in print, a common theme keeps emerging. Detours from fame and fortune. Opportunities to bust out of the status quo and MAKE MY MARK, that I somehow chose not to take! Making the cheer leader team in high school that catapulted me into potential popularity… only to shyly avoid the perks. Getting accepted into the most (socially) prestigious girls’ club on campus… only to discover it felt phony to me and resigning. Achieving success in the bodybuilding world… only to sabotage it by writing an article for “Muscle and Fitness Magazine” entitled, “Bodybuilding and the Perils of Narcissism.” Winning a spot on the NBA Clippers Dance Team… only to realize that the publicity felt embarrassing instead of appealing! Self-sabotage? Fear of success? Hmmm… maybe. But somehow they felt like good choices at the time, and now, looking back, I realize there was a magnetic pull towards something that felt vastly more important! “Fetching the paper” for You Lord! Daily, seemingly insignificant encounters with everyday people who I could hear crying out for You in the secret recesses of their souls. I guess I could have done that with “fame and fortune” as well, but there is something seductively side-tracking about that world that I wanted to avoid. So with newsprint-stained teeth, I am one happy puppy with my choices! “Fetching the paper” for You has been tremendously fulfilling!