I can’t believe it. It’s been a whole year since my first book, Goodnight Jesus, was published.
I’ve been feeling a bit mushy about this all month. Publishing a book is a big deal. Years of work and effort go into it. And then to see people hold it in their hands, to hear them tell you how much their children love it…. It’s a feeling that’s hard to describe.
Can I let you in on a secret, though? I have no idea what this book’s birthday is.
Usually, that date is tattooed on your heart right after your wedding anniversary and your children’s births. But after years of waiting for a signed contract to become a book, I missed it.
The week that Goodnight Jesus was published was a blur for me. I was sitting at my stepmother’s bedside in hospice as she lost a battle with cancer. That week I lost a stepmother and gained a book.
Like I said, mushy.
It’s now been a year. All my plans for book launch happened eventually. Announcement and blog posts rolled out over the next weeks and months. The Goodnight Jesus activity pages I wrote took a bit longer.
I guess Goodnight Jesus is written on my heart after all. But it’s written with a name rather than a date.
Here’s to you, Bettie.