Yesterday was my 50th birthday, and yes, that was a milestone, but it’s the milepebbles that have occurred during my 50 years of life that stick in my mind. You know, the kind you don't expect, but mean the world?
I’ve been blessed in my career, hitting the NYT and USA Today lists, not once, but twice. Being nominated, then winning three awards. Meeting my idol, Jill Shalvis. Such wonderful career milestones I’ll never forget, but they don’t compare to my career milepebbles. The emails and letters I receive from readers who took the time to tell me how much they enjoy my books, and thank me for giving them an escape from some heartbreaking issues. Wonderful reviews in the same vein. Those pebbles…they are the ones I treasure so much!
Milestones in my personal life, like marrying my childhood sweetheart, having four wonderful children, the wedding of my oldest son, I hold them all dear. But I also treasure the hug I received from one of my boys when he was 11, without me initiating it. Every, ‘I Love You, Mom,’ I get from my children right out of the blue. My daughter calling me from college just to chat. The flowers one of the boys sent me yesterday for my birthday. The purr of the scardy cat that jumped on my lap without prompting. All are out of the blue moments that touch deep and imprint forever.
Milestones are fantastic, but those milepebbles? Those are priceless!
I wish each and everyone of you a life full of milepebbles! I'd love to hear yours.
Thanks for reading,