I’ve been sitting and staring at this computer screen for a good long while. I’ve written nearly one thousand posts here, but today, I type and backspace, and words… they fail to materialize.
You see, a dream came true today.
If you know me, you know I love to write. I write essays, poems, articles, blog posts, and stories.
I love writing stories.
Writing stories is my personal way of unearthing the heart of what it means to be human. It is how I understand the world around me.
Like any novelist, I dreamed of the day my book would see the light of print. I also knew the market. I knew it wasn’t easy to break in.
But a dream doesn’t know about what can and can’t happen. A dream just tugs at your heart and gently guides you down its path.
And well, today, sitting on my front porch watching my kids draw on the sidewalk before me, I saw a tweet. Then another. And another. And then– it was an avalanche of love.
Because you know that dream I had?
Today it came true.
Today, along with many of you, I saw this:
And well, I have tears. Tears even as I type these words out. But words, they’re failing me. I want to tell you how this feels. How one small book containing so much love and hard work and so many dreams… and I fall short. Words, fail.
While I compose my words, and while I find my bearings, I do want to say thank you.
Seriously, thank you.
Some of you are new readers. Some of you have been here the entire decade. Many of you have become my friends. Have encouraged me to follow this dream. You helped me keep my dream alive and from the bottom of my heart I can never fully express my gratitude.
And today? I am grateful. I am humbled. And I am happy.
|silly moment courtesy of Cylinda Parga and Yen M. Tang|