Since it’s my birthday, I’m going to do a little wax poetic on you and tell you my thoughts.
Unfortunately, I find that most people over a certain age dread their birthdays, and I find this pretty sad. I mean, let’s be honest – the alternative to having another birthday isn’t very appealing.
Well, at least to me. I prefer above ground.
So these are my thoughts as I turn another year older:
Well, there’s that, but also a couple of other things on my mind…
The past year has been an incredibly amazing adventure for me. My family is healthy, and we can still say at the end of most days that we are furiously in love with each other. I’m physically stronger than I have ever been in my life. Seriously. I know most of you know this, but for those that don’t, I’m in training to compete in a Strong Man competition in the near future.
I’ve realized that my son is screwed if he needs my help in math beyond the second grade, because I suck at math even worse than I thought I did.
I’ve had four books published.
I’ve made some amazing new author friends who read unpublished, unedited books for me that I’ve written and give me honest, solid feedback with kindness and grace.
I’ve learned to deal with reviews I haven’t particularly liked.
I’ve connected with fabulously wonderful people who read my books and love them.
I’ve learned a lot over the past year, and although it has been a roller coaster of the serious ohmyGodI’mgoingtobesick kind, for all its ups and downs and arounds and arounds, I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
I can honestly say that I’m happier now than I’ve ever been in my life.
And YOU have added really good stuff to this crazy ride, and for that I say THANK YOU.
So, I as I turn another year older, in a nutshell, I’m very thankful for YOU. Thank you for your support, thank you for buying and reading my books, and thank you for your feedback on them.