Tomorrow is my birthday. I am somewhat older.
The river is still here, but it’s quieter on my porch. Last year many people came to celebrate. What a joy! I am filled with gratitude a year later.
The wonderful support of the man I love must come first. To be accepted as you truly are is a gift from God too special to ignore. While I’m at it I should thank God/dess, too. You have created me and given me the talent of words. Thank you.
My teachers. You weren’t always kind, but you always taught me the lessons I needed to learn. I’m still learning them.
My friends, where would I be without you? From the most intimate friends of my heart to the casual acquaintance who said the right words at the right time. Thank you for loving me.
My family, who loves me as well. You are scattered. I don’t get to see you as often as I want to do. Know you are all in my heart and thoughts daily.
For my readers. Bless you, bless you, for giving a chunk of your lives to read about my heroes and heroines. Thank you for giving this humble writer the pleasure of your company.
For everyone else who has believed in me, told me what I’ve done wrong and right, fed me, housed me, and given me a job when I needed one. My publishers for being willing to take a chance on a less-than-mainstream style that seems to be working!
I am blessed.
Onward to another year of stories!