Following Daisies – Chapter Seven: Look Mom, I Bought an RV!
This is the eighth installment of a 17 part series launching my new book, Following Daisies – A True Story about One Woman’s Adventures Finding Happiness, Fulfilling Dreams and Becoming Herself. Each Sunday, I’ll be posting a new chapter for you to enjoy here on the Wild Daisy blog, up to Chapter 16. If you’re looking to pursue some of your own life dreams, longing to learn how to follow your heart or just wanting a funspirational, adventure-filled read, then this book is for you!
If you are just joining us, you can catch up on reading by beginning at the Introduction and continue reading from there.
Congratulations to Kelly Atkins of Nanaimo, BC!! Kelly is the lucky winner of this week’s prize draw – a hippie starter kit that includes a VW camper van and one bag of homemade granola.
I’ll be holding another draw this coming Friday, February 3rd for all those who have pre-ordered their copy of Following Daisies. In keeping with the theme of this week’s chapter, this week’s prize is a sample of my Mom’s infamous knitting…..the winner will receive two of her handmade dishcloths!!
If you haven’t pre-ordered your copy yet, you can join the fun by clicking on the “Buy Now” button on the right-hand side of this page.
Now, let’s continue Following Daisies!
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She was sitting in the living room knitting when I walked in the front door that day. I’d just made the four-hour journey to my Mom’s house to show her my new rig. Miss Daisy was parked just out of sight of the front window for full surprise effect.
This wouldn’t be the first time that I’d surprised my Mom with a significant shift in my life. There was the time that I dyed my hair bleach blonde days before my cousin’s wedding, or the time I quit my job unexpectedly, or when I surprised her with the purchase of my new SUV or the time I suddenly informed her, “Hey, I’m moving to Ottawa.” As the person who birthed me into the world, I reasoned that it simply came with the territory for her to be able to flow with my moments of randomness. Read more












