Hi
everyone, and welcome to Too Many Books to Count! I’m so glad you’ve
returned for the final week of our November series! All month long, as you
know, we’ve been talking about things we’re thankful for, and reasons beyond
the obvious, for that thankfulness. We’ve talked about things like cold
weather, wordsmiths, editors, and so much more—and if you haven’t read the rest
of the series, I strongly encourage that you do. It’s been a really fun one,
and I myself have gotten a lot out of it, as well. There are a lot of things
for you be thankful for, in a lot of ways we often don’t consider.
Today?
I have one last thing I’m extremely thankful for, and that I think every one of
us should be thankful for, in some way, shape, or form.
Giving Thanks: The people I love
Obvious,
yes? It should be. But it’s so obvious that I really wanted to spend some time
with this one. It’s one that everyone is thankful for. We’re thankful for the
people around us, the people we love, no matter what. But I don’t think we often
think about why we’re thankful for those people, or what it is about
them that makes us thankful for them.
So
that’s what I want to talk about, today. I’m going to tell you about some of the
people I love, and tell you why it is that I’m so thankful for them—in the
hopes that you, too, will think of the people you love, and really appreciate
why it is that you should be so very thankful for them.
Nicole
I
credit Nicole with some of why I started writing, in the first place. She was
my best friend, from the time we were both two years old, and she’s still one
of the best friends I have. She’s always there, even if I rarely get to see her
in person anymore (adulting...). She’s the one I first wrote stupid teenage mysteries with,
the person with whom I wrote a series of short stories about silly animals, and the
person with whom I discovered a love of many, many fonts (of which I had to break
myself, when I started publishing… no one wants to read a whole book in a
script font, guys). Nicole is the friend who’s been there with me, through it
all, and who’s encouraged me every single step of the way. And even if she’s
often too busy to pick up a book and read it (nurses are awesome, y'all), I know what’s in her heart—and that’s
the part that matters.
I’m thankful for her, because she was one of the people who first encouraged me to write, whether she knew it at the time or not.
Devon
& Andrew
Devon’s
my sis. We met in college, on a fluke day, twice, and we’ve been together ever
since. Andrew’s her husband, and at this point he’s just as much of a friend to
me as she is. They’re the people who ask about my writing, who let me talk
about what I do, in all sorts of weird ways. They’re the people who encourage
me to try new things, like getting back into gaming. Andrew and I are even
attempting to co-write a novel together. They’re the duo I go to when I want to
go do something fun, take a trip to Vegas, or just curl up on the couch and
watch a stupid movie. And I love them for that—because we all need someone to
chill with, someone to laugh with, and someone to enjoy life with.
I’m thankful for them, because they’re the ones who’ve always helped to get me out of my shell, in more ways than I can count.
Mum
It
goes without saying, but I love my mum. I love my dad too, don’t get me wrong,
but there’s just something about a mum, you know? Mum’s my cheerleader, my
event co-host, my sous chef, my belly dance partner, and my very best friend. She
proofreads my books, she’s cried with me when I’ve finished writing a story I love,
and she’s literally been there for me, from the beginning.
I’m thankful for her, because she’s helped me grow into the person I am, today.
And
now I hope you all think of the people you love, ponder why you love them, why
you’re thankful for them, and maybe even contact them, to let them know.
[love]
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