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The following is a recent post from my son’s face book. He is working as a military contract worker in Afghanistan. Missing him today after getting to see him for a few days over Christmas. “I work with Heroes. Today started horrifically. Large truck/car bomb went off at one of my subcontractor’s compound less than a mile away. It was so loud and shook so hard I thought we were hit again like on May 2 and I kissed the floor. Multiple injuries, building destroyed etc. at their location. Within seconds we had guns cocked and loaded. Within minutes we had medkits ready, combat medics, food, shelter, etc. This was our “family” and we were bringing them to safety and care. The attached shows real life superhero’s. I consider these guys friends and family. The guy on the far left has saved my life more times than I’d like to admit. The dude with the purple gloves is someone I trash talk with everyday but seeing him jump into action was amazing. In fact everyone on my team today was amazing. Normally I don’t like to post things for OpSec reasons but this pic was on a public news site.”

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For those wondering how in the world my son ended up working as a military contractor in Afghanistan, or for those who are interested in a great-paying (albeit dangerous) job, my son just published an easy-to-read book that crystallizes his years of working as an Human Resource manager in Afghanistan. In it he explains the why, how, and how-to of getting various jobs overseas. Everything he wished he had known before he went there. It is an important book for those ex-military personnel who are struggling to find good-paying jobs here in the states. I was surprised that in some places it reads like an adventure novel–and I found myself chewing my fingernails, amazed at how much he had never told me. For paperback or kindle edition CLick Here.

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I received a very special gift this week. My first cousin, Eva Gleim, sent me a picture of her mother, my aunt, reading my first book not long before she passed away. This picture especially grips my heart because back when I thought I would never, ever, make it as a writer, Aunt Mary was one of my biggest encouragers. Mary worked terribly hard. Raising six children, feeding them out of a huge garden, taking care of everything from stray cats to little nieces and nephews, but somehow in the middle of all that work, she still  found time to play the piano, sing, dream…..and read love stories. As she once told me when she was well into her eighties, “I like a little kissin’ in a book I’m a-reading.” I’m so grateful that she got to hold the first love story I ever published. Because of her, I’m always mindful to put a little kissin’ in every story.

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