I had an interesting moment the other night. We were heading out when we discovered that my husband's car had been broken into and the stereo stolen. My mind went immediately to my vehicle where I'd left my little computer. I didn't care about the computer as much as I cared about the fact that my story is now allowing itself to be told and I had NOT backed it up.
If they took my computer sure I could rewrite the story, but it wouldn't be the same story. The insights that I had would not be the same, all would be lost. A story is like your family. For a span of time these people allow you into their world, relationships are formed, they are a part of you. I would have been crushed had I lost that.
Maison, please forgive me that the old title is on the picture.I promise I will not change the name if you will continue to tell your story. ;)