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Conference yesterday & my wonderful hubby & HEA

I enjoy public speaking. Am I weird? No, don't answer that!
When I realized this speaking engagement, set up a few weeks ago, was right on top of me, my first thought wasn't, "Oh, no. How the hell am I going to be comfortable in the car all the way to RI? Maybe I should cancel." or "How am I going to sit on my sore tuccas all day? Maybe I should cancel." It was, "Oh, no! I hope I can go, because I don't want to miss the fun!"

Many of us have wonderful husband's but mine deserves some kind of award. Not only for putting up with me (embarrassed grin) but also for supporting my hopes and dreams any way he can. Mr. Ash drove me all the way to RI, and hung out at the library, reading the latest Dan Brown novel on his Kindle. The lovely ladies of RI welcomed him to join us for lunch, and he did.

Not "classically handsome" but wildly attractive to me--even after all these years, I'm proud to "show him off" any time my friends meet him. How did I get so lucky? And even though he never said word one about my figure, I wanted him to feel about me the same way I feel about him whenever I look his way and he's unaware. I can honestly say we're living our HEA.

So, yup, I'm still bruised and healing, but feeling better and happy about my decision to improve myself, albeit taking the drastic route.



  1. It's nice to have a supportive husband to back us up at all times. No matter what foolish things we do. I'm glad you're living your HEA.

  2. Not sure I could go that route, Ash, but there's no doubt that I need to do something pretty drastic myself! Your DH sounds like a keeper! Glad you're feeling better!

  3. Thanks, Ladies.

    He's a keeper all right. I can't imagine what I'd do without him.


  4. When I was first published, NYTimes Bestseller Bobbie Smith told me the best thing a writer can have is a husband with health insurance. I'll go one better. We need partners with patience, good humor and deep reservoires of support.

    I got mine. Glad you've got yours.


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