… who knows how 26 years go by and the one you love barely changes in your eyes.
But it happens and thank goodness we have these dates called anniversaries to take the time to mark the moments. To look back and plan forward.
To hold hands and give thanks.
And today I am thankful,
for so much but mostly for being here… still…
Happy Birthday Dear DH!
Thank you all so much for all the kindness and well wishes over my big news yesterday. I was overwhelmed by the incredible outpouring of love.
Please join me today in wishing a very…
Happy Birthday to my Dear DH!
Always the hero in my heart.
25 years and we’re just getting started…
To my Lovie,
When they ask me how,
I don’t have the words…
All I know is how could I not?
Loving you is the easiest thing I do.
I’m truly blessed and pray to stay that way always.
Thank you for this 25 and here is a pre-thank you for the years to come.
With all my heart… forever,
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Signed With Love…
Last night I waited impatiently for my DH to come home while the package sat on the table. It was there and I was going crazy! But still, I waited and waited as I was afraid to open it alone. Who knows it may have jumped out and bit me or something. Better to have a bit of back up. Or I might have fainted dead away and I don’t think Jack is one of those wonder dogs, you know, all inclined to dial 911 when things get sticky. More likely than not, he’d use my body as a handy stepping stool to the table where he’d be that much closer to his treats. But I’m now off course as you all know I’m often to be. Let’s get back to where I was waiting. And waiting.
Then finally he came home, looked at me on the couch and said, “you’re still up?”
“I was waiting to open my package. I think my book is here and I don’t want to open it alone.”
He threw down his bag and said, “well what are you waiting for? Open it,”all the while excitedly going for his camera phone. I frowned, because by then I was looking a hot mess but inside I was grinning.
Then it was open. We were wide eyed. There it is. A book. A bit smaller than I thought for all those words I made up. I shrug. Guess it turns out, I really can edit. The cover is smooth and cool to the touch. I flip through. No pages upside down. All seems good. We kissed and hugged and laughed. Yay! My name is on the spine. Holla.
But then there is another package to open. You see I ordered my book to see how it would turn out, but as I was doing that my DH was ordering his own copy and now I had my first book that needed an autograph. And this one was signed with love. So worth the wait.
All the best,
P.S. you can get your smooth paper edition of Through the Lens here. Now in 2 handy dandy versions. Pick your pleasure!
Breaking News! Romance Writer Loses Her Words…
This just in… semi-popular novelist K.M. Jackson is at a loss for words.
In a statement put out by the multi-published tweeter Ms. Jackson stated:
“Oh crap, this seems to happen to me all the time around this time of year. You see come this Sunday on the 7th it will be my 23rd wedding anniversary with the DH and the whole anniversary thing always puts me at a loss for words.
I mean I can spin a tale about some fantasy couple of my dreams, no problem, but when it comes to the real thing that I experience every day I just get struck dumb and find myself wandering the Hallmark aisle, looking for the world’s longest card. One that can adequately express what I can’t. The ups, downs, joys and frustrations of 23 years with the one I love. And surprise of all surprises (at least to me at times) loves this sometimes very off kilter writer gal back. The words that show the ‘oh my god ‘and the ‘oh my, thank god’ moments that have made this the most amazing and unimaginable 23 years of any life and I can’t believe it’s mine. Words that can express how at a stoplight I still get distracted by the thought of his smile, those eyes, that nose, those… well , I’ll just stop right there. Let’s just say the words, my words, they run together and it’s all a jumbled mess. In the end I just leave with my 2 cards and hope that my little I love you forever signed from my open heart is enough to say it all.”
All the best,
Happy 22nd Anniversary DH!
22 is such a lovely number.
So much has passed between us and yet still, so much is left to be read.
11 + 11 full of mystery and possibilities
Lucky for us
2 + 2 adds up to…
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