Time is surely ticking toward the midnight countdown now – and for my dear friends in Australia, midnight is nigh approaching. So before another minute passes: I NEED TO THANK YOU. ALL OF YOU.
Last night, I was going through an old trunk of mine – and found some poetry I’d written in college.
“That I may come home to myself…to Jenny…that I may leave fingerprints of kindness on lives I never know and hear the words of friends yet strangers to whom I might gift a chink of light and security…in this all is won.”
It reads a bit more like a prayer, I guess, and maybe because of that…here I am.
Thanks to you, my precious readers and friends
2012 has been the single most extraordinary year of my life.
I have published my first two books (and written the next), exchanged jovial and familiar Christmas cards with heroes, traveled to foreign continents and had the privilege of bringing tears of joy and a message of relentless positivity everywhere…I have been awarded honors of which I’d never dreamed, made new friends who know the truest me, gotten to speak before hundreds (and felt the rush of our common journeys), had story tale adventures and given interviews and prepped for photo shoots and the BBC (!) and TV talk shows, have earned professional respect, and dreamed up very real upcoming projects that will influence forever the way our children are taught, loved and understood.
And what I get to do – what I get to give – is ALL thanks to YOU.
It is thanks to the Asperkids far and wide who, because of our time together, have begun to appreciate the miracles they are.
It is thanks to the moms (and mums) and dads whose ferocious love is everything, and who honor me by allowing me in.
It is colleagues I never dreamed of calling colleagues, and it is the people who were grand names a year ago….and who, now, are friends.
I love this new, crazy life not because of ego.
I am no more special than anyone else. The only difference, I think, in what perhaps I bring is the sincere belief that there are no coincidences. That every person and every experience can set us up to bless the world or to curse it. Years ago, a friend gave me a nickname in a foreign language – it meant “bringing light.” That you grant me the chance to live up to that name in 2013 and evermore is all I ask….
In return, I promise you the best, most creative love I can imagine for our children, our marriages, and ourselves. As the saying goes, “this is SO not about me.” It is about US.
So thank you for the messages about my books and talks — I keep EVERY one. Thank you for reading my stories. For sharing my work. For inviting me into your families and allowing me to come home to myself. You give me the sustenance to continue dreaming for ALL of the kids.
May 2013 bring you the chance to be brave (to feel the fear but do it anyway), to laugh (at yourself, too!), and to see the bloom of kindness on the faces of those who greet you.
Thank you for the Asperkids adventures we have yet to share and for actively supporting those already begun. May we come together again, a year from now, and say, “For every public stumble and for every unseen triumph, we are enriched…together.”