My Proof Copy Arrived

Joyful expectation

It was with much excitement that I received my first hard copy of my book to proof on Friday afternoon. My printer had left a message that she sould possibly drop a proof copy at my door on Friday at 8.50 am .My work day was busy and I did not see her email to 4pm.

I wondered should I ring her and find out if she had dropped off the book? I could feel the excitement and and fear in my viens: however, my work day had been long and I decided I just wanted to get home. On the trip home, I looked at the phone a number of times and wondered,should I stop and ring? It was now 4.30pm and I decided to just be open to what ever was gong to happen. I was driving and reflecting on the all the many steps and set backs it had taken too reach this point. It was almost like I did not want to know. I did not want to be let down again by the publihisng world. The next thing I noticed that there were tears runnning down my face. Was it really going to happen? All those hours of reviewing and reviewing and publishing promises that amounted to nothing. All the years I kept my thoughts hidden in my filing cabinet and now they were in print. It somehow seemed surreal. I could feel the expectation and tears of joy run dowm my face. As I turned into my driveway, my darling husband greeted me as he always does and helped me out of the car with all my teaching materials.

I said," Is there a package for me, I think they were going to drop off my book for me to proof?"

He looked at me casually, " Well my love you always have packages but I did not see a book"

I said," Ok' feeling somewhat relief and a sense of disappointment.

I walked into the kitchen and there on top of my packages was my book in a clear plastic sleeve.

We had talked about this moment and if it was ever going to happen and I am not a fan of being recorded: however, if and when this event did ever happen, I knew it had to be kept. ( Beyond precious- I expect like the birth of a child) Thus the ensuing video of joy I posted on facebook.

I definately do not look at my best after a week of teaching, but I make no apologies for this, my feelings were authentic and joyful. My darling husband looked at me and said" I wanted you to have your much deserved moment" Bless him and all of you who have touched me deeply with your heartfelt support and congratulations. The best is yet to come With joyful expectation and much love

Dee xx