Hear Ye, Hear Ye, Hear Ye!This is Lin's Very
First
Newsletter.
Today is December 28th, 2011.
I received a beautiful Christmas Card from our very own Kevin Hopson and his lovely wife Gunes, inside I found a keeper that is being added to our own personal photo album, but I hope Gunes and Kevin will permit me to share it, and tell you about the charity they hold dear in their hearts.
First...isn't this a great picture? And now the charity. Gunes and Kevin are grateful for the photos they have of Aydin born without the gift of breath. They mentioned many charities, such as MISS Foundation, Share Pregnancy and Infant Loss Support and March of Dimes...but the closest to their hearts is NILMDTS...
Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep...
a non-profit organization of volunteer photographers
who capture memories of still born babies free of charge.
Kevin and Gunes say their photgraphs of Aydin are one of the few tangible memories they have of their miracle son, and therefore, are their most cherished possession.
I pass this along in the hopes we can all see fit to honor Kevin and Gunes for their strength, their generosity, and the wellspring of love that lives so powerfully within them. Skyler Blue is here, but so is Aydin, and the pictures the volunteers made, I know are treasures the Hopson family will cherish forever.
Karen I hope you will add this charity to your avatar list on our brother's behalf. This group of dedicated photographers are God's angels too.
In a world that seems to want us buried beneath the dubious celebrity of reality shows, finding people like Kevin and Gunes, and Muse gives me hope the world hasn't totally slipped from the values I hope I have lived.
The past few days have overwhelmed Kat and me with the bountiful hearts around us. My therapy is via
Jewish Family and Children Services. On Friday two of their fantastic volunteers drove up to our apartment armed with ALL the equipment Kat's allergist told us we need...but because of the changes our Governor here in NJ has made were no longer considered of enough medicial need to have insurance cover them.
Angels abound and appear when we least expect them. To Lisa, I give my deepest thanks. You passed our need along to those in position to grant wishes even though we did not know we were making wishes. Thank you all.
More news...Kat and I will be moving this year...not sure when just yet, but it's definite...so I spent part of yesterday wading through our pictures and I found two I haven't posted anywhere yet, so let make amends
to our cherished
Peanuts with these pics.
Until next time...
I know you are probably all tired of my ruminations of late, but
life is funny. We never know when we arise each day what the day will bring or if tomorrow will come. Because of that, I don't think we should ever take for granted those who have come to be the best of the life you are leading.
At 11:07 on the evening of the 12th of
December, I officially turned 60...yep, a geriatric!
How do I feel about this momentous, tipping over the hill twice? You're supposedly
over the hill when you turn 30. And back in the early history of man, 30 was getting long in the tooth...hence the justification for marrying girls off when they first hit puberty.
I am starting down the long slope of the SECOND hill, into my SECOND CHILDHOOD?...and have been doing a lot of reflecting.
When did Nudge my writer's voice take up residence inside me? My publisher says she started writing while in utereo and used the umbilical cord as a faux pen. Did I? I'd like to say yes, but I don't think I remember anything from that insular world.
Officially I did not become an AUTHOR until March 29th, 2010 when I received my first contract from a soon to launch publishing house,
Muse It Up Publishing, five hours after subbing it. (That won't happen now...such a short turn-around is not possible with the explosive success Muse has achieved.)
60 years...hmmmm I just discovered I share this monumental celebratory year with the Queen of England. She is celebrating
60 years as Queen, and I'm celebrating 60 years on the planet. They're calling this her
Diamond Celebration...I loathe diamonds. They're colorless without the shine and
prismatic life light gives them. I'm a
sapphire girl...rich, vibrant blue...just like the hottest portion of a candle's flame.
I have discovered a treasure trove of sapphires,
opals, (my second favorite),
amethyst,
amber,
rubies and
emeralds and each one made my sixtieth birthday the best birthday...because Muse is not JUST a publishing house, it's a family, and a conduit to the
hearts and affection of other authors as well. I have always thought authors were the true, although unsung
superstars of our world.
The fleeting stars of movies, tv, sports, music, give way to the vagaries of change. One of the saddest things history has lost through its own shortsightedness, are the
books burned, banned, or otherwise deleted from today's audiences. The written word, if honored as it should be, will never leave us.
So now I thank those who made my 60th birthday the richest ever.
First, my beloved daughter, who makes every day a joy, fellow author Kat Holmes
Lea Schizas...more than a publisher...more than a friend.
Litsa Kamateros...Lea's partner...my friend...my sister...and more.
Delilah K. Stephans...my cover artist...your beauty extends beyond the incredible genius of your visions.
And of course her other half Cover Art God,Tiger. You both know how much you mean to me on so many levels.
Karen Coté...my favorite comet...words pale beside your generous spirit and loving heart. You made me the FIRST in so many ways on your incredible avatar sight. You stepped into my world, filled it with light, and won't allow any darkness to return.
Ginger Simpson...You seem to know when I need to laugh and are right there spreading sunshine...but you are more than that Ginger. You inspire me Dear Lady to always show grace in the face of life's punches.
Glenn Kleier...your words gave me the courage to live...your friendship gives me the power to every once in a while actually toot my own horn...and your generosity has opened a bigger audience for my fledgling flights into the skies of published writer.
Gail Branan...You made me one of the first flowers on your fence...an honor beyond anything I ever hoped for.
Tanja...I lived a quiet life, and know I will never travel, but you, Dear Heart, gave me Malta, and your rich soul.
Brad...you have given me so much, dear brother, but you also gave me BACK my brother. I love you.
Kevin...I am so proud of you, and so grateful to you. You let ME be the venue for sharing the miracle you and your family are.
Jim...you made me an oracle AND a bear. How could I not love you?
The world has been placed at my fingertips through the immense wonder that is the Muse Family. CANADA, Austraila, New Zealand, Italy, Greece, England, Scotland...just to name a few.
You have all lifted my heart from a place I'd locked it in so many years ago and gave me wings to soar. But you also gave me friends, family, brothers, sisters, cousins, beloved ones.
So my reflections of turning sixty are...I think I have found the best time of my life and it is now!
Love and
More to All of You.
As a December Geriatric, I cannot post this without adding one more, very important thing:
