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Perfect Moment Monday: Grape Company

I drank wine this month.

Which is not news. I tend to have a glass of wine each evening. It’s as much a treasured daily ritual as my morning cup of coffee is.

holding a glass of wineThe news is who I drank wine with (or maybe the shorter list would be who I didn’t drink wine with). In October, I got to drink wine with far-flung friends in Seattle, Portland, Eugene, San Francisco, and right here at home.

I was a girl who struggled with friendships back when I was my daughter’s age. I was shy, bookish, and I played in the band (not a cool kind of band but a 5th grade concert band — think Target commercial cacophony). I liked getting grounded on the rare occasions I misbehaved because it meant that instead of playing outside with other kids, I could be inside reading the “L” edition of the World Book encyclopedia (it was a relatively skinny one, unlike the massive “M”).

But you know that line from The Sound of Music, in which Maria and the Captain sing to each other in the gazebo? They mention their wicked, miserable pasts but conclude that

Somewhere in my youth or childhood | I must have done something good.

Somehow in the intervening years I have become rich in friends. I mean really, really great people kinda friends. Folks who are good-hearted, smart as whips, and generous in so many ways.

Close friends contribute to our personal growth. They also contribute to our personal pleasure, making the music sound sweeter, the wine taste richer, the laughter ring louder because they are there. — Judith Viorst

Monika,* Heather* and Lucy* opened their homes (and beverages) to me during my Pacific Northwest speaking tour early in the month. Esperanza, Jessica and Luna* shared the grape with me in the San Francisco area when I spoke at Adoption Connection mid-month. I also got to see (and toast) my cousins Debora and Marjan along the way.

After my trips I got to enjoy camaraderie and Cabernet with my hometown Vino Support Group.*

So each time I toasted and sipped with friends here and there, friends near and far, I counted my blessings. My cup — and my heart — runneth over.

(Metaphorically speaking. Don’t wanna waste good wine by actually spilling.)

* A Carol Burnett-type tug on the ear aimed at Nick, Todd & Eddie-Mari-Trey, Al, Mac & J-Z, and Maggie.

Throwing in a few of images of this month’s perfect moments.

BestLight's October 2013 speaking tour album on Photobucket

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A happy moment will seed ten thousand more.Notes from the Universe.

Which explains why it’s in my interest (and yours) to notice perfect moments.

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Worlds collide

I thought something was up several weeks ago when my husband, Roger, said to me, “I want you to do something to make you feel good about yourself. Why don’t you make a list of all of your friends?”

So I did and I showed it to him. See? I have friends in the computer and friends not in the computer and friends who exist in both places.

Then my sneaky husband colluded with my sneaky sister, my sneaky mom and a sneaky friend to throw me a sneaky surprise party.

Roger and I had just finished having a romantic dinner downtown and were discussion our after-dinner options. We’d decided on going home to watch a movie on demand. On the way to the car, Roger casually asked if I wanted to step into the dueling piano bar that was straight ahead, just past our car. I shrugged and said, “Sure,”* thinking I’d love to sing a little song, dance a little dance and drink a little drink before we turned in for the night.

When we walked into the door of the venue, I saw a slew of familiar faces. People from my family (Mom and Dad in a bar I was too old for!). My entire Vino Support Group. My local blogging friends, an ALI blogging friend. A friend from a job long past, a yoga friend, a friend from my meditation class. It was like basking in 360 degrees (arc, not heat) of love, accompanied by music from all my decades. All my worlds colliding in such a celebratory way

As you can see, I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

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Even though this isn’t a perfect moment post (those will go up on December 31 — get yours ready), I had so many perfect moments that night and into the next day as I daydreamed about My Special Night.

I can’t wait ’til the next milestone.

But I will.

* What would have happened if I’d said, “Nah…I’m tired”?

My big announcement: Not paper pregnant but…

I. Deciding to try

August, 2008. Dear Diary. Today I publicly declared myself a Writer, in response to Melissa’s Wishing Tree post. I’m still new at this and I don’t really know how bloggers make a living at blogging, but surely people make a living writing. Right?

 

II. Failed cycle

Oct 2009. Dear Diary. Yay, me! I met my self-imposed deadline. I got my book proposal all finished by Halloween and now am finding agents to send it to. But my writing coach, in a ripping-off-the-Band-aid kind of way, told me that I was not going to get this out by November 1 because the proposal is riddled with problems. Surely I can fix the issues and have the proposal ready to go early in 2010, right?


III.Viability?

November, 2010. Dear Diary. Well, another Halloween has passed and I finally finished the proposal AGAIN. And Writing Coach approves. I’ve been sending my query letter to 5-10 agents a week. A few have asked for the full proposal, and I’m so excited that I’ve begun to get rejections. Every “No” gets me closer to “Yes,” right?

 

IV. Is that a pink line?

December, 2010. Dear Diary. One very kind agent has pointed out several, um, “areas for improvement” in my proposal. She suggests that before she or anyone else will take me on that I must find a celebrity to endorse my book. Surely finding a person who knows a person who knows a famous person who will do a stranger a favor shouldn’t be that hard, right?


 IV. The pink line darkens.

May, 2011. Dear Diary. I met her through the American Fertility Association and she said yes! Brenda Strong, the actress who plays Bobby Ewing’s wife in the upcoming Dallas remake, agreed to write the foreword to my book! It’s going to be easy coasting from here on out, right?

 

V. Ultrasound

August, 2011. Dear Diary. Guess what! Remember that helpful agent who offered me constructive criticism? Well she’s been helping me turn out a proposal she feels comfortable taking to publishers. As of today, with the signing of our contract, I’ve got a literary agent! She’ll probably have editors beating down her door to publish my book, right?


VI. Fetal pole or just a smudge?

September, 2011. Dear Diary. My agent sends me a notice every time she hears from a publisher she’s pitched my book to. The tally so far is:

  • Nibbles: 8
  • Outright rejections: 21
  • Nibbles that turn into rejections: 8

Self-publishing is always an option, right?

 

VII.  Heartbeat!

November, 2011. Dear Friends. I’m not paper pregnant and I’m not even paperback pregnant.

PEOPLE. I AM GOING TO GIVE BIRTH TO A HARDCOVER BOOK!

And not all by myself. I gained a co-author along the way. I’m thrilled that Crystal, my daughter’s first mom, is adding her voice to the book. In fact, our book will have many voices in it — adult adoptees, birth parents, adoptive parents and pre-adoptive parents, especially those with interest and experience in open adoption. We’ll be asking for some of you to share your stories over the next several months while we write the book , so stay tuned.

We won’t be sure of the moniker until our new creation takes more form, but its working name is, The Open-Hearted Way to Open Adoption: Helping Your Child Grow up Whole. Our estimated delivery date is Spring of 2013.

I suppose we have some writing to do.

I AM A WRITER, right?

RIGHT!!