I've tried really hard to relax this weekend, since I didn't have much to do work-wise or home-wise. Unfortunately, for someone with my control-freak and high-anxiety personality, free time isn't always a good thing--especially before a huge event. I've been frantically looking for anything to keep me busy to help the time go by faster.

Fortunately, everything turned out well, and there were no seriously life-changing events in the time after Cartel was published. The book sold well--well enough to earn out my advance, get nominated for a Los Angeles Times book prize, and go into paperback (a rarity, I'm told, for first-time authors). However, my MS progressed considerably during that time, although I think that was mostly due to the stress of my husband being gone in a war zone for six months. I went from just needing a cane to having to use a walker much of the time.
So today, on this holiest of Catholic holidays, I find myself praying not only in thanks for Jesus rising from the dead, but in hopes that I can appreciate that whatever happens next is the right path God has placed me on for our family. I have a different feeling about my professional future with the publication of Border Insecurity on Tuesday than I did with Cartel. I have more writing experience, more perspective, and I'm living in the most ideal place in the country to be writing about border security; trust me, NO ONE in St. Louis or southwest Illinois cared about Mexico's drug war. The early reviews of the book and the pre-order numbers from Amazon have been extremely strong, and I have the very enthusiastic backing of a national media outlet with an enormous following.
So as the sun sets on Holy Week, I start the new week with anticipation, anxiety, and excitement. The stress is having a minor impact on my MS, as my legs have been working a little bit harder than usual. However, I started seeing an acupuncturist a couple of weeks ago (which is going well so far), and I'm still sleeping well. Whenever I approach an event that I know could alter the course of my life at least a little bit, I have to work very hard to understand there's only so much I can control, and then I have to hand everything over to God. Some of you don't believe in that, and that's okay; even if I were an atheist, I'd still be struggling with letting things go that I can't control. It's time to let the cards fall where they may, and just enjoy the ride!
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