Jody Herpin writes with a southern accent.

Discovering her love of writing in the last five years, Jody just recently completed her first novel, “Weather Permitting,” and is currently working on a second. In 2015, Jody received First Place for Novel Submission at the Southeastern Writers Association Workshop for “Weather Permitting.” In 2014, she received Third Place for the Microcosm Award at the Southeastern Writers Association Workshop for her piece, “View of a Lifetime.” She’s constantly reading, researching and soaking up knowledge about her craft. Born in Savannah, Georgia, she has lived most of her life in the South, attending Decatur High School in Decatur, Georgia and living in Alabama, Georgia and North and South Carolina, Florida and Virginia. If she’s not writing, she is decorating her home, attempting to paint with watercolors, reading, rediscovering the guitar, walking her Mini-Australian Shepherd, Bella, or cheering for her beloved Georgia Tech Yellow Jackets. Jody married the love of her life in 2014, and she and her new husband live in Kennesaw, Georgia. She has two grown children and six amazing grandchildren all of whom live close enough “to holler at.”

Jody was also kind enough to “holler at” me and invite me to visit her charming blog.

She shared a lovely story…

She sat at the bar, enjoying the jazz, blonde and attractive, laughing loudly with her friend. Her back was to me, but I couldn’t help but notice the fortyish woman. Not because she looked odd, but because she didn’t. The fact was–she had no hands. The kicker was she still managed to drink her cocktail, wipe her mouth with a napkin, even reach into her purse and retrieve her wallet so she could pay the bartender.

When I had the sling on my right arm, at least I had one decent workable hand and would soon have the use of both. Needless to say, from what I saw, that strong woman did not consider herself as disabled. My assumption was that she might have been a Veteran, because when she arose, she also walked as if on artificial limbs. I’ll never know her story, but for a brief moment, I was blessed with a glimpse of her strength.

Just one of life’s little lessons on how to put one’s predicament into the proper perspective.

Wasn’t that a powerful and moving story?  Then Jody featured me as her guest author, Jena C. Henry. Read more at her blog.

Thank you Jody!