My book has been published and is available for digital download!
It’s a dream come true for me. I’ve wanted to write a book since I read Catcher in the Rye in high school.
As it turns out, I’m not good at writing fiction, but telling non-fiction stories is absolutely in my wheelhouse. That’s why I was a reporter for so many years before jumping to public relations.
At 5:30 a.m. (I keep odd hours through the night, a leftover effect from chemotherapy), I posted a link to my book’s Amazon page. Awesome, right? Over the course of the morning, Facebook blew up with excitement from my friends and family.
Three-and-a-half hours later, I get a phone call. Our friend in Dayton, Ohio. Calling to say his long-term girlfriend/domestic partner has had a massive heart attack. She’s not going to make it. Can we find his sister, whose health is not good, and tell her so she hears it from someone face-to-face and so we’re there if she needs help?
Of course, I agree and Sarah and I finished getting ready for the day and head out to find our friend.
The experience was reminiscent of a cold midnight hour in December 1990. Racine, Wisconsin. My dad had just died at home. As the oldest son the task had fallen to me to tell my grandparents their only child was dead. I still remember my grandmother’s robe billowing behind her as she came down the back stairs to let me in, a look of fear already on her face. My grandparents’s wails still ring in my ears.
This morning, we connected with our friend and shared the news. Troubling, but not entirely unexpected, so she handled the news better than we anticipated.
Going from the joy of publication to carrying out a difficult errand made for a surreal morning, but life is like that.
Always finding the balance.