In the past several days my book hit the stands at Amazon and I also received the first print copy to hold in my own two hands. I wasn't sure what to expect from myself. After giving this so much over the past four years, I had no idea how I would react. Excitement, yes, shock and disbelief, actually, yes. It was as though this thing I had only written and read, and re-written and reread over and over, was now a living and breathing object. It was "Live" as they say in the world of the internet. I felt as though I had given birth to a book!
The excitement continues as friends and family have been the first to know about this little project of mine. I have appreciated the support and words of encouragement. The willingness for them to get a copy and read the story makes me giddy. And then I think, "hey, they are actually reading the book". And I start to wonder if they will like it. What will they think? After all there are some raw elements of me that most of them don't know. When writing this story there were parts of it I just felt had to be shared. They were the glue that held it all together.
Not only the rawness of Milagros life and the hardship he endured. But also my own life. Some of these stories might come as a bit of a surprise to them. Its not all apples and rose blossoms on the trail of life. This is what makes me human and what built me up to be the person I am today.
It is a book of real emotion and real life. But I like to think that the take away at the end of it is one of hope, joy and inspiration. The real life, the raw life, stands in sharp contrast to the beautiful life. The one you live when you allow your heart to guide you. The intricate dance you do between those times when your backs against the wall and when you float around on a cloud in sheer bliss. That is how I feel I wrote this story and I believe that will be the take away.
