Welcome Jennifer Johnson!

Day 1

Hello Everyone,

I had so much fun writing Game of Love. Authors always try to do something a little different something that allows the story to have a touch of unique. What I incorporated in this story isn't overly unique; as I have a lot of family and friends who participate in this "uniqueness". What in the world am I talking about?

Homeschooling

My heroine was homeschooled. I wasn't homeschooled when I was a girl, but five of my younger siblings were! As a public school teacher, I've experienced both sides of the public school vs. homeschool debate. To me, it's not really a debate. It's a matter of what God is guiding each family to do.
Lots of people homeschool for lots of reasons. Lots of people also send their children to public schools for lots of reasons. There are good points about both. What do you all think? (Please be sensitive to the beliefs/feelings of others.)

Day 2

Hello Everyone,
How many of you believe in love at first sight? When you read about it in a book or watch it on a movie, do you think, "please, that never happens." Guess what, it does!

The year was 1988. I was cheering in the very first football game in a brand new school. I thought I knew pretty much everyone. I mean, I'd gone to middle school and high school with my classmates. The only reason for the new school was overpopulation at the old one. Essentially, they just split us all up.

Well, like I said, I was cheering for my brand new team. Boy, I loved cheerleading. I was giving it all I had when suddenly one of our football players was hit in the back after the whistle. Our guy gets the breath knocked out of him, but he stands up, walks to the bench and kinda plops down on the side of it. He takes his helmet off, and I notice his red hair.

"Who's that?" I asked one of my cheerleader friends.

"Albert Johnson."

There was something about him. I don't know how to explain it. I didn't even get a good look at his face. I just knew and even said, "I'm going to marry him."

And you guessed it, I did. Poor guy didn't stand a chance. He and I had the same Spanish class. I'd send him little notes with footballs and pom poms drawn on them telling him what a great game he'd had. (He was our amazing quarterback.) It took a couple weeks, but he finally found out who the chick was sending him all those goofy letters. I found out later he thought I was a bit immature, but that I'd probably be fun to be around, so he asked me on a date.

I was crazy about him. C-R-A-Z-Y!

Twenty years of marriage later...I still am. I suppose we've both gained a few pounds. He's lost a little hair. We've birthed and almost finished raising three girls. He put me through college and sent me to writing conferences. Our relationship started with me being his cheerleader. In life, he's been mine.

Do I believe in love at first sight? Does it last? Well, I'd have to say I do, and it does. Of course, there is one key ingredient. Can you guess it? Jesus! He's the key. Jesus!






Al & me in Cancun in celebration of our 20th anniversary! :)