When I Told My Wife -- Jay

First came the tears...

...then came the huggin'!

Years ago, I promised my wife that when I sold my first children's book she'd be the first to know. So when I spoke with my agent on my lunch break and found out about the first two offers, I had to keep my mouth shut for four entire hours…and I work with a bunch of librarians. Aaargh!

Later that day, when my wife and I got off work, she wanted to go running. I asked if she'd be willing to run at a certain park with a lake. She said okay. Just by random chance, that park was also where we got married. I asked if we could walk over to our wedding spot before she started running. She said okay. We stepped into the kissin’ spot and I told her, “Four years ago…right here…I told you I do. Today, I want to say Thank you.” She said, “Thank me? For what?” I took a deep breath. “For helping me get my book published.”

“What!?” Her hands pounded my chest and she took a step back, tears already forming. I coughed a few times and nodded that it was true. Then she spent a few minutes hunched over, crying into her hands…which was great because it gave me enough time to pull the camera out of my pocket, move around to get the best lighting, and shoot.

Then we spent some time chasing each other around the gazebo, leaping benches like gazelle, and telling anyone passing by that I sold my first book. Hey, it’s never too soon to start marketing!

Days later, when everything calmed down (relatively speaking), my wife told me it was the happiest day of her life so far. The fact that she could say something like that is only one of the reasons my book will be dedicated to her.

- Jay

Coming tomorrow...When I Told Eve!