Soooooo Close!

I've been cooped up since last week after having an ulnar nerve decompression surgery... It's from having cubital tunnel - which is a similar to carpal tunnel - just a different nerve.  Anyway, I've been meaning to catch y'all up on my book's progrees, but between typing with only my left hand and my little rugrats taking my laptop, it's takimg me forever!

One of the "little rugrats"

 

After many months of waiting, I'm super pumped to announce that my brother and his wife are just about DONE with the illustrations for Home Runs in Heaven!!!  The front and back cover are completely finished and at the publisher, and he sent me twelve interior illustrations yesterday!!!  It sounds like we are about ONE week from getting all of these to the publisher as well!  WHOOOOOOOOOOHOOO!!!

My very talented sis-in-law hard at work

 

I cannot believe how beautiful the illustrations are turning out... well, actually I can.  Trent and Kara do incredible work. But to see my words through their eyes is pretty indescribable.  I'm in awe.  Even though I want to reveal the finished product later, I HAVE to give y'all a little glimpse into the pages...

Here's just a few...

 A huge pile of candy

HOME RUN!!!

 

I know I'm biased, but these are pretty stinkin' awesome, right?!

 

Love to y'all,
Tracy

 

You Say His Name

Yesterday on FB, there was a post going around called This is How You Stop the World. It basically talked about how terrifying it is for a grieving mom to feel like their child has been forgotten.  I've said this countless times myself.  As I sat reading the post, tears brimming, I sent up a silent thank you to you all...

For six years, I've felt nothing but love, support, and encouragement from y'all.  And although I worry about people forgetting Nash, you have assured me in millions of ways that you will not let that happen.  YOU SAY HIS NAME.  I'm so truly grateful for that.  You tell me when you think of him.  You tell me you dreamt of him.  You tell me he makes you a better mom to your own little loves.  It may make you uncomfortable, not knowing exactly what to say.  But you do it anyway and it's always perfect.  I am blessed.

We got home from Iowa a few days ago and life is rolling on. July 1st is always the worst day of the year, but July 2nd and July 15th and every other day on the calendar are really hard too.  Because my son... my true love... my perfect little baby isn't here.  And yet, as my heart aches, I find comfort everyday in YOU, my friends. 

So today I wanted to thank you for saying his name.  Please continue to say it over and over again.  I am honored that my five month old baby boy lives in so many people's hearts all over the world. 

Love to y'all,
Tracy