I’d like to say that my birthday passed uneventfully, and the actual day did, but there was some news that came the day before my birthday that dragged down the day a bit. Received my first rejection letter on Sunday evening. I expected it but talk about sucky timing – the day before my birthday!

I didn’t sink into self pity for too long as that is counter productive. I used it as a time to instead think about what I’ve accomplished in the past year. This time last year, if you would have told me that I would be holding a rejection letter in the first place, I would have laughed in your face. Getting a rejection letter means you have to submit something in the first place. A year ago, that concept was utterly absurd to me. There was no way that I was going to submit something that I wrote!

Only in a frozen Hell.

Yet, here I sit with proof that I did just that. So, when did the blizzard hit Hell?

To be honest, I never thought that I would ever be able to actually hit the ‘send’ button. But I did. Somewhere, I found a sliver of courage and tapped that enter button.

So, I’ve got a rejection letter. Big Freakin’ Deal ^TM. It’s not a rejection letter. It’s a sign that I had the guts to do something that I never, in a million years, thought that I would have the courage to do in the first place.

Can you say the same thing?