the start of a dream

The other day Will came in and sat by me on the hearth.
He held his mini blue guitar in his hands.
Looking up with a serious gleam in his eye, he asked,
"Mom, when I grow up can I be a rock star?"
"Is that what you want to be?"
"Yes."
I thought about it for a moment.
Growing up as a preacher's kid,
it is almost his destiny to be a rock star, isn't it?
I squeezed him and said,"Anything is possible."
And I know it to be true,
because last night I found out that my first book,
Confessions of a Tired Supergirl,
is going to be published in January 2009.
It is a dream that I have chased,
a bit awkwardly but with great hope for 9 years.
I have written since I was a kid.
Stories. Poems. Love letters. Fiction. Kids books.
It has been a long road chasing this authoring dream.
So last night we piled the kids in the car,
at 8:00, when they should just be tumbling into bed,
and went to an outdoor cafe for
a celebratory hot chocolate and thick wedge of chocolate cake,
because dreams aren't realized everyday,
and when they are, you forget bed time
and you head out for as much chocolate as you can!
And then you take pictures,
so you don't ever forget that moment of joy,
for the rest of your life.

And then you thank Jesus over and over and over,
for giving you the desire of your heart.
And then in the words of my sister Jenny, you say,
"So very fun."
And it is.