In my hands
Yesterday evening my daughter came to visit. She noticed something in the mailbox beside the front door and handed a brown padded envelope to me. I knew from the sender that it was a copy of Woman Cancer Sex and I rushed into the kitchen to find a pair of scissors to open the package.
The feelings that came over me as I held the book in my hands is something that I don’t really have words for. Like fast forwarding through a DVD, a rush of images buzzed through my head: the joy I felt when I knew that someone was going to publish this, the hours of writing in the dark of morning, pressing ’send” when I submitted the completed manuscript, thinking about and then picking the cover… and now I hold that in my hands. All those hours of work distilled into this slim book. What I feel now is joy and gratitude and hope and fullfillment.
I hope that if you are reading this, you will buy a copy ($14.95 through Amazon.com or at a bookstore near you!), read it and then let me know what you think. But mostly I hope that this helps even one more but hopefully many more.
