For the last two weeks I’ve been writing about the things in my life – favorites, things I can’t resist – but now it’s time to get to the heart. Things are great. People make everything worthwhile.
I married a wonderful man, but more importantly, before I married knew a lot about what I wanted and how I wanted to be in a long term relationship before meeting him. I knew myself so I could choose a man who was good for me. Not only did I marry for love, but I married for much more than that. When most people talk about being in love it’s the romantic aspects of love they refer to and romance, after years of living together changes. What doesn’t change is the importance of being with someone who accepts you – the good, the bad and the everything in between. Before I married my husband, I knew that he was a man with whom I could be myself. All of myself. Selves? No matter how I was feeling, what I needed, he was willing to be there, even when I didn’t know what to ask for or what I needed. We’ve had plenty of disagreements and difficult times during our twenty-four years together (22 married), but what it always comes back to is knowing that this is a man and I can and do deeply trust who is committed to us.
My husband and I have two sons, currently 19 and 16, who I not only love, I like them as well. They are funny, creative and caring and I genuinely enjoy hanging out with them. One is an athlete and entrepreneur. The other is a writer and director. I’ve learned and been inspired by them for years and I deeply hope this continues as they move on in their lives. There was a time I couldn’t imagine being a mother. Now, as many before me have said, I couldn’t imagine my life without them.
I am also grateful for the family in my life and all the color they bring to my world. My parents are loving and supportive (even if I didn’t always see that – sorry, folks!) and they not only have a close relationship with
As a teen, I didn’t have many close friends. I was socially challenged and an outsider until college. I made great friends there, although I’ve kept in touch with very few of them. This is part of the reason I feel so very lucky to have several really close girlfriends who are my saving grace when things are difficult. As much as I love and lean on my husband, he makes a terrible girlfriend so these women are who I turn to when I’m struggling. They laugh with me, cry with me and understand what I’m going through in a way that is a gift beyond anything I can describe.
The final group I want to mention today is the writers in my life. From the women in the New Hampshire Chapter of Romance Writers of America to my local writer groups along with the writers I’ve met through Broad Universe and online, there is no way I could do this job without them in my life. Not only do I learn from them and am inspired by them in so many ways, but who else could understand the insanity that is the life of a writer. The lonely hours in front of the computer. The first drafts that don’t seem to work, the editing that’s unending. The characters who don’t do what we want. The blank screen that mocks us. I am so glad to have a strong and growing community of writers.
It’s a cliché with a lot of truth to it – it’s the people in our lives who make it all worthwhile and I am so glad to be sharing this trip with some truly wonderful people.