Q: We understand you were devastated when your fiancé was killed in an accident. How did you cope?
Tabitha: That’s just it. I didn’t cope. Oh, I continued to teach my ninth grade English class after I lost Sam, but I really wasn’t coping. It was like the light in my heart turned off. Like there was no power. I couldn’t feel anymore. I shut down. I made the motions but I wasn’t really alive. My friends tried to help me at first, but I closed them out.
Q: So what did you do?
T: Do? Nothing for four years. Then a miracle happened. My great-aunt died and left me an old house over-looking the Strait of Georgia in Western Washington State and enough money so that I could quit my job. So, I did. I gave notice, packed up and left Seattle for what I hoped was a new beginning.
Q: And was it a new beginning?
T: At first it was nothing but back-breaking, mind-boggling hard work. The old house was a disaster. A hundred years ago, it was a show place, but when I moved in it needed a lot of TLC. And that’s how I met Hampton.
Q: Hampton Stewart? Tell us about him.
T: At first Hampton scared me a little, but he was always intriguing. Rough around the edges, he was kind and generous and handsome and had the bluest eyes I’d ever seen. He helped me so much. Gave me so much.
Q: Sounds like a match made in heaven.
T: Yes. After a lot of drama that I won’t go into now, Hampton awakened my heart. He—well, he turned the light back on.
Q: Sounds delightful.
T: Oh, it was. But there was one giant obstacle. Something in the way.
Q: And that was?
Q: Another man vying for your attentions?
T: Not the way you’re implying. Raymond is a mentally handicapped man—well into his forties—that Hampton took under his wing. I am ashamed to admit, but it took a miracle to open my eyes to the real meaning of love. Hampton taught me how to live again, but it was Raymond who taught me how to love.
Q: Amazing. Thank you, Tabitha, for sharing that with us. We look forward to reading your story. A Myriad of Stars sounds like a heart-warming and delightful read.