I’ve had my cry for the month. I don’t cry often. I don’t like to cry, but sometimes crying is a release.

Sometimes you meet people and something about them makes you remember them, even though the meeting was brief. I had the pleasure of sharing a meal with Kristy Dykes at the 2005 American Christian Fiction Writers conference in Nashville. I don’t remember whether it was breakfast, lunch or dinner, but I remember thinking, what a classy woman who loves the Lord. She just had a spark that I admired. She almost glowed in the turquoise blazer she wore. I believe turquoise was her signature color.

I learned she had a malignant brain tumor and followed her last few months on her blog rightly called Christian Love Stories.