A blog post by Brenda Moguez
Nothing Is Lost In Loving
Release April 13, 2016
Finding my author
was sitting in the Barnes and Nobel loft overlooking the entrance when I
saw her. The instant we locked eyes, I knew, I just knew she was the
one to tell my story.
Finding Brenda spurred an odd déjà vu
moment when you’re totally aware of the universe and know something WOW
has just happened, but you’re too freaked out to understand it. I knew
something had happened, but was in a frantic state and slow to process
our connection. In my defense, I was having a bad day. It was the second
anniversary of Bobby’s—my husband—death, and I had lost my job. I
wasn’t firing on all cylinders.
My boss, Jack Francis, the stuff
dreams are made of, had called, and over the phone kicked me to the
curb. He cited economic challenges and a change in corporate direction,
but really, it was all BS. He was the consummate actor, claiming how
much he had struggled with the decision to lay me off knowing I was a
widowed mother, even feigned concern over my loss of financial security.
I was screwed. I was barely holding on when Jack said he wanted to stay
in touch, and maybe become friends. “What the hell,”
I remember the voice in my head screamed. How could I? I had had one
too many colorful daydreams about the man involving birthday suits. No
way, I wanted to be friends with the guy who had just fired me.
Santiago, my seven-year-old, hadn't come barreling down the hallway, I
would have lost it then and there. I got off the phone ASAP. After
dropping my sweet boy off at school, I headed downtown. By the time, I
reached Barnes and Nobel I was a basket case. Brenda was sitting in the
loft lost in her own thoughts. I like to think she was waiting for
For the record, I'm not the sort of woman to
cry in my Chardonnay or whimper for the sake of it, but since I didn’t
have a plan, I was scared. I didn't have much of savings and was worried
my nasty monster-in-law would come after me. I was terrified she'd try
to take Santiago away from me claiming I was an unfit mother. I wasn't,
but since she needed some to blame for Bobby’s cancer, I was the lucky
one she was fond of torturing. I supposed if my only son had died young,
I’d have looked for someone to blame, but at that moment, I was too
freaked out about being fired, and frankly, irrational and panicky.
explained my mess to Brenda, hoping to pique her interest enough to
tell my story. She was understanding but swore she was the wrong person
for the job. I listened to her ramble on about her inadequacies,
desperately trying to convince me, she was all wrong for the job, but
the quirky and utterly frank way she spoke about passions, and
heartbreak, convinced me otherwise. I needed her voice to help me find
mine, her dogged tenacity she had drawn on to survive her own colorful
life was exactly what I required to face my past and begin a new chapter
in my life. Since Brenda and I were both at a crossroad, there was no
doubt she was the one, actually she was the only one whom I would trust
with my own dire tale.
Meeting Brenda so unexpectedly was a sign.
Bobby used to say everything in life happened for a reason. Losing my
job was a cruel twist of fate, but meeting the woman who would
ultimately bring me out of past and into the present was definitely a
signal from the cosmic forces it was time to get on with living my life.
had spent two years lost in a time warp, reliving the moments in
between the start of my love affair with Bobby and his final breath.
Death is a funny thing, and one day when I start writing again, I might
take a crack at breaking the secret to healing. For the present, I am taking life on day at a time. How about you?
Nothing Is Lost In Loving
When Stella Delray unexpectedly loses her job a week before Christmas,
which is also the anniversary of her husband’s death, she is forced to
stop talking to his ashes, come to terms with her loss, and get her life
back on track for her young son’s sake as well as her own. She never
expected that posting an ad on Craigslist would send her into the arms
of not one but two men, one of whom is her former boss. Now she’s
working as an admin for a retired Broadway star, bookkeeping for an
erotic video production company, and writing love letters for the
mysterious "Oaklander." Adding to the craziness of her new life, her
monster-in-law resurfaces and the father-in-law she never met shows up
on her doorstep. With the guidance of her best friend, Bono, Stella will
learn to redefine the rules she’s always lived by.