I wrote a gratitude post on Pilgrim Fowl Press earlier today which I will link here: https://www.pilgrimfowlpress.com/post/full-of-gratitude
I wanted to also post something here about my overwhelming feeling of gratitude.
This year has been challenging for me. My life changed a great deal, and I am not ashamed to say that for the most part, I have had a hard time emotionally.
Keeping busy is what keeps me sane and going, so I started a lot of things. I dove into project after project, and I slowly started finding myself again.
On November 3rd of this year, I published my first book for adults and launched my small press.
I did not treat this like a big deal even though it was. It is.
I have only ever wanted to be a writer. I wanted to write books, and have full creative control over the process and business.
And, here I am. 37-years old. Author of four children’s books. Writing educator. Fitness professional. Day-job holder. Women’s health activist. And, now, I am writer and owner of a small press.
This leads to the gratitude part. The moment I semi-quietly published my book, I didn’t think anything would happen. But, something did happen. People bought my book. You bought my book. You may not have read it, but you wanted to support me, so you bought my book.
People I had never met wrote to me asking me for more books. People subscribed my newsletter. It was crazy.
Writing students like you reached out and tell me that thanks to my classes, they’ve finally written the children’s book they had always wanted to write.
I could keep going, but I won’t. You’re great. You all make me great. I hope I help make you great.
Great. Great. Great.
End of Ramble.
I love you.