This weekend was my first book signing at The Coffee Shop in my hometown and so many of my loyal fans stopped by to share their love and support. It was so much fun to have so many of my friends and family making a long journey (even through our first snowstorm of the winter!) to share the day with me. There were people from all parts of my life and as far away as Colorado! The journey to this day has been an amazing one, full of the depths of pain and loss and the heights of love overflowing and grace- and to be able to spend the day in celebration, sharing good coffee, good food, good conversation and lots of hugs was such a gift.
People kept streaming in, showing up with hugs, smiles and well wishes and it was such a reminder to me that there are so many people that are willing to celebrate with us, to share success, to support and to guide us through our lives. More often than not it is just a matter of extending the invitation. These are the same people who gathered me in love and held me as my life shattered and now they are coming to celebrate the weaving together of the broken pieces, sharing the journey in large and small ways.
I have gotten letters in the mail, phone calls, prayers, messages on my Facebook, on my blog, and special gifts that are constant reminders that we are held in so much love, even when we can’t see it or feel it. I have made it a practice to collect these magical moments to help me remember when the sadness creeps in, or when the love and support feel further away. Cards on my fridge, moments captured in my journal to read over when I need that reminder of all the support that surrounds me, a list of gifts that I add to every day to remind myself to stop and be thankful for all the gifts that surround me. All of these things have enabled me to be strong in the broken places, to remind myself of who I am when I have forgotten and to share the same support with others who need it. And that is really what the book was created to do, to be that gift, to be that voice, to share what I have been given.
After the official festivities were over I had invited everyone over to my house for food, conversation and fun. When I was in the other room getting the leaf to put in the table I stopped for just a minute and I heard the comingling of voices, the intermittent bursts of laughter, the voices I could instantly recognize and I just sat there for a minute taking it all in… this is my home that they are filling with love, this is my book signing party surrounded by all of my favorite people and what just kept on rolling over and over in my head was the phrase- “This is what love sounds like.”
Indeed this is what love sounds like.