10/11/21, “Busy Bumpy and Beautiful”



Hi Everyone,


I hope you had a good week, even a great week!!! Mine was busy, bumpy, and beautiful. I write that after sitting here thinking for a minute, asking myself ‘How was last week?’…Not bad, pretty good…no actually, I think it was a good week. Sometimes time slips away from me, and I get swallowed up by the million tasks of real life, of working, having kids, dealing with crises and ordinary stuff, like calling the plumber, but with kids and a busy job of deadlines, the days are full. Most of the time, I don’t have time to ask myself how I am, I just rush along at full speed, trying to get each day’s tasks done. I had a lot of catch up to do this week, including a ‘text proof deadline’ (the very last chance to make corrections before a manuscript goes to the printer to become a book). So, I had that and a lot of work to do, after having fun and playing hooky with my daughters last week.


I just read back through your comments and messages on my recent blogs, you touch my heart—the regulars, the recurring names, some new ones. You warm my heart. You can’t imagine how much I appreciate your comments and messages. You always touch me, you give me back tenfold whatever I am able to give to you in my books and the blog. Thank you with all my heart for your responses, they truly mean the world to me, they feed my soul, as you say I feed yours—it is a fair and good exchange that I am so grateful for!!!


Your messages are often very profound, I love the beautiful quote from Corinthians to the effect that “Love faces whatever comes along and doesn’t give up.” Wow, that’s a good one and a tall order. I believe it, and sometimes it is so hard not to give up, to keep on going through every storm. But every time I do that, the rewards are enormous. But it certainly isn’t easy sometimes. And it certainly is good advice.


I faced a challenging situation this week. I always tell my children, and have always told them, “Stand up for what you believe in, even if you stand alone.” Great motherly advice!! So noble, so strong, so honorable—-easy to say and sometimes so incredibly hard to do. I found myself alone in an unpopular position this week. And standing up for what you believe in can cost you: a job, a friend, someone you love. It’s all very nice if everyone agrees with you, but when you take a hard position, based on principle, or your profound beliefs, or you know what’s right, there can be stiff consequences, and wisdom may dictate not to stick your neck out and rock the boat. If you do it at work, you can lose, and we all have responsibilities. It’s easy to take tough, unpopular positions if you have nothing at risk. In any case, I found myself unexpectedly in an unpopular position this week, with a stand I knew I had to take. I truly felt I had no choice. I anticipated heavy criticism, and got some, and the potential for a major storm was great. I wound up alone on the firing line, stuck to my guns as politely as possible, and in the end I had one ally at my side to support me (but an ally who didn’t agree with me). I took my position firmly…..and much to my amazement, the roof didn’t fall in, no major explosion happened, the ‘other side’ had thought it over and agreed with me, and everything fell into place quietly without a battle. Wow!! But I had the guts to take a stand on what I believed to be principle, and I’m so glad I did. Even if you appear to lose from doing that, it’s the right thing to do in the end. It was a good reminder that what I’d always said to my kids was right….but it was scary as hell for a while!!! Doing and saying the right thing is always the right thing, even if it’s hard. I stuck to what I believed in. At every age we are faced with the same questions, the same battles, the same challenges, to test us, and make us stronger. But it’s definitely not fun when it’s happening. It’s a good feeling though, standing for what you believe in.


Other than that, I missed my kids, was grateful for their recent visit, did a little more Christmas shopping to cheer myself up, and had ‘tea’ with a friend. (He had tea, I had my favorite drink of recent years, a Virgin Mojito—sounds fancy, tastes great: lime juice, a little sugar, fizzy water, and mint. I love it!!!). I went to a funny little antique shop, and the owner claimed to know my husband years ago, and gave me a gift, which was kind but embarrassing, and appreciated. So, it was a week of challenges and some sweet unexpected moments. Just like life.


So hang in, dear friends. Next week will be full of surprises, and hopefully not too many challenges. I wish you an easy week, with joy and good surprises in it, and as few bumps as possible.


with much love, Danielle


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5 Comments so far
  1. Benita Klaiber Letendre October 12, 2021 1:45 am

    I don’t know if this will ever reach you or just fill away.I am 59 years ago with 6 grandkids. I love them all to bits and would do anything to keep them safe. I have 2 children Jennifer and Clayton. Jennifer is 40 soon and Clayton will forever be 37. My son Clayton died Aug 29 2017 and I have done a lot of things in my life but taking my own child off life support is the hardest thing I have ever done in this life. I am trying to write memors between his life and mine. Things were not easy for us all the time. My son Clayton was addicted to heroine and ever drugs I can think of. Ever time i submit it to a publisher. I get knocked down. Clayton was my son and our story needs to be heard the mental health I struggle with every day. There is a poem called lf today starts with out me..I hold close to my heart. I need help getting words to paper. Can you help me. All I tell not only word is a lie. It is about my life and and my son and got to be. I asked for help help not for money but for help to write. As a mom who has also lost a child of her own. If I can help 1 person through the DARKNESS. I can stop the pain another is going through then maybe I did help someone from drugs and alcohol 1 should heard my story not just for my son Clayton for all the people who are in the cold DARKNESS place to show them the struggle. Let them no they are not alone. To tell them my son was not a drug addit but he was so much more.
    Benita Klaiber Letendre klaiberbunnie@gmail.com 587 588 5650

  2. bonnie October 13, 2021 10:27 am

    Good for you! 1 Peter 2:15 “For such is the will of God that by doing right you may silence the ignorance of foolish men.” As a strong Christian my opinions often are unpopular, too’ You have encouraged me to ” press on “. Thank you. May God bless you as you have blessed so many . Much love, Bonnie

  3. Rob Scott October 14, 2021 7:00 am


    I read an excerpt from your blog post above last night at our Wed night testimony meeting.

    I found this post as evidence of healing energy at play. I posted it on my blog too.


    Thanks for your books and this blog. It is a light shining in the darkness.

    Your book, “All that Glitters” just arrived. The story line seems very interesting:

    “Now devastated and alone, Coco must find a way to move forward and make her way in the world without the family she loved.
    Determined to forge her own path …
    That Glitters is a compelling tale of challenges, heartbreak, discovery, and triumph, a powerful reminder that all that glitters is not the essence of life. And what is truly worth having was right there in our hands all along.”


    God Bless us all!


  4. Beatrice October 15, 2021 5:59 am

    I like how you put it: “stuck to my guns as politely as possible”.
    Concise keywords for me to keep in mind because sometimes, I don’t say anything, and sometimes I say it roughly.
    It’s a challenge to navigate between the two!

  5. CESAR CUEVAS October 16, 2021 6:55 pm

    I found a box and a bag of Danielle Steel books at the curb on one of the houses in my regular bicycle route going to the park. There was one box of hardcover and a bag of paperback. I took the bagful of paperbacks (around 8 books). They all looked new. I just finished ‘In his father’s footsteps’, and finished 80% of ‘Lost and found’and boy, how I wished I also took that box of hardcovers! ‘In his father’s footsteps’ had me crying buckets!
    I first heard of ‘Danielle steel’ from my girlfriend around 30 years ago in the Philippines. My impression was, most likely hopeless romantic, goody stories. Well, I’m so glad I took that bag of books from the curb and i feel bad that I didn’t take that boxful of hardcovers! (It was gone the last time I passed)