Iâ€™ve approached this post from every possible angle, then backed away without writing anything. But this way will have to be the one.
Last year was a tough, often scary year. You didnâ€™t hear from me much, but I still popped in when I could on Twitter and Facebook, and I did manage to write a new book, which comes out in a few days. (Weâ€™ll talk about that later.) But a few months ago, the tough, often scary year took a turn that knocked the wind out of me and kept me from even popping in to say hi to you all on Facebook.
My husband passed away.
That single sentence is so very hard to write, and I donâ€™t really want to go too much into what happened quite yet. Rehashing it is super exhausting in a lot of ways. But I want to reassure you that Iâ€™m okay. Some days Iâ€™m less okay than others, but Iâ€™m more okay than I thought I could be. Iâ€™m also surrounded by people who love me and are watching out for me. I am not alone on this journey.
And Kevin loved me so much in the time we had together, his love is sustaining me still.
So. Yeah. Iâ€™m trying to get back into the swing of things. As I ease out of my hermit cave, I find I have a lot more time on my hands to create new stories for you. I will have lots of announcements in the coming weeks and months, and my activities in Socialmedialand should increase gradually. In fact, there will probably be a huge increase in blog posts, especially posts unrelated to my books. And quite possibly a weird little YouTube project.
Because what doesnâ€™t kill us makes us hilarious.
Anyway. There it is. The terrible thing happened. In a day or so, Iâ€™ll tell you about the book that comes out next week, but poor Kam shouldnâ€™t have to share her release with a post like this.
Thank you all for being so patient while I disappeared. I missed you.
See you real soon,