It’s Thanksgiving day, and I’m just minutes from sitting down to a feast, but first I wanted to enumerate a few more people and things I’m thankful for.
First of all, my wonderful husband, who not only bagged this wild turkey, but is cooking the feast too, due to the fact that I worked the night before and will work again tonight. I don’t know how to thank him enough for doing this cheerfully and uncomplainingly–in fact I think he secretly prefers to do it! I’m blessed to have him, I know.
Then, of course, I’m thankful for my health. I take it for granted much of the time, and I know I could make it even better by watching what I eat more carefully and finding time to exercise, but thank you, God, for the health you have given me.
And lastly, for my writer and reader friends, the ones who really get what I’m doing. There’s Deb and Mary, whom I email several times a week, who’ve shared trials and triumphs with me, first when we were all writing for Harlequin Historicals, then as we’ve gone different directions with different publishers. I’m thankful you’re always there for me. Then there are my fellow authors at Steeple Hill and the kind and down-to-earth editors, as lovely and fun of a group of women as you can imagine. It’s such fun hanging out together at conferences, and reading your email on the loops. Then there’s the readers I’m thankful for–the ones in my acquaintance who think it’s cool what I’m doing and actually go out and buy the book and then let me know specifically what they liked about it (or didn’t).
I’m thankful for all this! I hope you had a delicious Thanksgiving feast too.