Thanksgiving and I posted a blog about the many reasons we have to give thanks.
Soon I will be reaching another decade milestone. Ten years ago I hit the dubiously magical milestone of half a century...so this one is that over-the-hill twice demarcation point of...<big gulp...and not the the drink size> SIXTY.
You'd think by this time in my long life, I'd have finally figured out what it's all about...well in most areas, I still haven't a clue...but I do know SOME of what it's all about.
Kat and I are not traditional in how we approach the concept of angels, heaven, and yes, Our Creator, but we recognize the angels that walk among us. And now as Christmas approaches we want to honor them and how much they mean to us.
Since this is really MY blog, and not Kat's I have to begin my list of angels with her. I am in awe of this young woman I was lucky enough to give birth to. Diagnosed at the tender of age of 13 months old with Minimal Brain Damage and at 4 with Petit Mal Seizures, she excelled in spite of her limitations becoming a gifted corporate auditor. Unfortunately her brain did not stay with just the Petit Mal Seizures. In April 2002 she began having the Grand Mal, or tonic-clonic seizures as they are now called.
Leaving the corporate world and being reduced to having to wear a helmet against further brain injury, and not crumbling beneath the unintentionally cruel observations of children asking "What's with the freak?" when they see her out in her helmet, would have broken many others...myself included...but she faces the ignorance with a wince and then a smile. She moved past the limits becoming the talented writer she is today, and the angel that parked her wings in my world for me to love, cherish, and honor.
Kat, you are my very first Christmas Angel. Your halo may look like nothing more than a helmet to the rest of the world, but to me it looks like the Light of Heaven on Earth.
Matt and Stephanie...I am not going to enumerate all that you have given me. You released me from fear of tomorrow and the nightmare it could have been. So you two are my second and third Christmas Angels.
My next Christmas Angel entered my world with a bang...a silent auditorial bang, but a big bang to the center of my heart. I worry constantly I will somehow let those I call my Angels down, and none more than this one.
She is so damned brilliant, creative, and generous. I felt her energy the moment she joined my Muse It Up Publishing house. She lifted me to heights I never thought I could achieve, and her story-telling talents leave me proudly watching her star rise beyond the stratosphere.
Karen Coté, you are my fourth angel.
My next angel gave me my dream and so very much more. Eleven odd years ago I had me my very own agent and editor. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven back then. The numbers these two threw at me...numbers they said I would earn as a writer, staggered my imagination and made me start fantasizing about the wonderful things I would finally be able to do for those I love. They lied.
Fastforward to March 29, 2010 and Lea Schizas. Not an open publisher yet, signed me to my very first contract. That book released eight months and two days later. It WON fifth place in the 2010 Preditors and Editors Readers Poll. My dream...I may never acquire the wealth the previous two slathered on about, but I have the gift of respect finally for the inner voice that must tell her stories no matter what.
Lea Schizas, you are my fifth Christmas Angel, and you brought me my sixth Angel,
your partner...an incredible woman who understands the challenges I live with being the mother of a child with seizures.
Muse Marketing Director Litsa Kamateros, you are my sixth Christmas Angel.
Gail, you gave me safety...angel number seven.
Tanja, you gave me my first real taste of sisterhood and friendship...angel number eight.
Glenn, you gave me unconditional encouragement and joy...my steadfast guardian angel...angel number nine.
Rose you share my awe and understand my challenges...angel number ten.
Ginger you gave me humor...angel number eleven.
Muse itself gave me a choir of Christmas Angels and every single one of you brought light, laughter, joy, pleasure, and most importantly, family into my life.
So to all my Christmas Angels, thank you, and may you have a rich, heartwarming Holiday Season that carries over into every day and every hour of the future stretching out ahead of us.
Love You All.