I met a woman last week who started to cry when she shook my hand, then told me that the stories in my book gave her hope; because she was in a similar situation.
Success is a subjective thing, but for me; this week has been my most successful. Even though I joke in my book that I wrote it because my two oldest kids nagged me, I did hope I could help at least one person realize that no matter how bad a situation; there is always a better road if you keep trying.
This week; I have succeeded.