Today is my wedding anniversary.
I know it's rare to have a spouse or significant other or best friend who TRULY supports an aspiring author's work. And dreams.
Well, I've got one. Mr. A may not have writing in his blood, but he's a source of support I couldn't do without. Over the years, he's read through the lousiest first drafts you could imagine. Made me belly laugh at my horribly written dialogue. Pointed out plot elements I wouldn't have thought of myself.
He's released me to write in increasing measure, supported my business decisions, applauded my milestones, cuddled me during my infuriatingly close "near-misses." He's whisked me off to the vineyards for countless afternoons of editing and provided me with a "weekend away" to work on revisions.
Oh. And he bought Beatrice for me one year ago. The best anniversary gift ever. It was money he could have sunk into his own passions--music writing, film producing. But he chose to sink it into me instead.
He has called it "an excellent business investment." Says his ROI has been very high in the past year.
Wow. Talk about affirmation. I haven't made a dime on my writing yet, but my husband sees value in how I've grown and developed in the past twelve months.
I wouldn't be the writer I am today without him.
Yep. I love the guy! Thanks for allowing me this safe haven to share my heart. You have all been a part of my journey, too.
Hope your Friday sparkles, too!