I have a big birthday this Monday--Memorial Day. I can't decide if there's some kind of perverse humor in that or not. It's one of those decade birthdays you'd just as soon forget about it. Regardless, May has been an excellent month for my husband and I. If fact, I don't recall a time when things have ever fallen in place so beautifully like pieces of a puzzle.
Recently, my hubby had a dream job literally fall into his lap and a reunion with a beloved person in his life. I received a raise at my day job, have my first book coming out in under a month, and all sorts of good things with which I won't bore you. I'm beginning to think that we'll be able to afford that addition on our house that I've dreamed about for years without skimping on all the amenities I want in it.
It's funny how things turn like that. I have to count my blessings because life for us couldn't get much better.
As I gear up for the release of "Who's Been Sleeping in My Bed?" I get a little nervous about it. What if no one buys it? What if it's a bomb? Should I even tell my friends about it because they might hate it? But I'm a firm believer that life will become what you expect it to become. You have to have faith and keep on believing in whatever it is you believe in: God, Karma, yourself.
So take care this weekend. Have a fun and safe memorial day. Believe that life can be what you want it to be and be grateful that you have the opportunity to make it whatever you wish.
While you're enjoying a long weekend off, take a moment to remember those who gave the greatest sacrifice for our country and will never have the future you and I have. If you have children, take them to a memorial service so they can gain a small understanding of what this holiday really means.
Take care, Jami