What's weird, 2013 started out REALLY good. I sold my book in February! Just before my 30th birthday, too! I was actually going to be published! This year ROCKS!
Then the world fell apart. I won't depress you all by throwing my woes on you, but I will say I'm still struggling. I became so angry that the year took such a turn that effected so many people I love, then it just kept turning and turning down darker and darker paths. I've dealt with things I never dreamed I'd experience. I've watched our closest friends suffer a terrible loss. I wasn't prepared to handle any of it. But who is ever ready for hard times? Especially the kind that wreck you emotionally through and through. I don't know what I would have done without my family and my most wonderful husband to hold my hand through all of it.
And I had no idea how much I would cling to the memories of celebrating my book sale. My dad and grandmother and I went to Orlando for my birthday (my mom has been ill for nearly two years, so she couldn't go), and partied with Harry Potter, drinking pumpkin juice and butterbeer and riding everything at both Universal parks multiple times over three glorious days (yes, my grandma still rides roller coasters! She just can't scream with her mouth open or her teeth will fall out).
Hogsmeade at night - iPhone and some Instagram filter
Selfie with Grandma Rosie in front of the Despicable Me house.
I celebrate the coming New Year, 2014, and the hope of healing, moving forward, talking less, loving more, and, of course, a book launch!