Friday, June 19, 2009

real-life heroes




My dad has been gone a long time but I still think of him fondly and wish I could share the blessings of the rural life I now enjoy. He was from Norway but was the most patriotic American I've ever known. He would have loved it here in the Ozarks.



The man in this picture with me is my real-life hero, my husband of a gazillion years. When I was invited to come to New York City and sign copies of my latest book for Love Inspired, he gallantly offered to drive and escort me. You have to understand. I may be outgoing at times but I'm basically shy. Plunk me down in a hectic place like NYC and I'm worse than a "fish out of water". I'm a wreck. As in the past, my husband not only kept me sane, he made sure I got to where I was supposed to be. Well, except for one wrong bus. We had the right number. Who knew that one little additional letter after that number would take you on a tour of New Jersey! It was lovely, by the way.



This is a view of the conference floor at the Javits Center. Love Inspired authors Cheryl Wyatt and Linda Goodnight signed at the same time I did and it was wonderful to meet so many fans. Librarians are amazing. They remember details about my books better than I do!

I was supposed to post the very day when I was signing, didn't realize it till I was already on the road, and had trouble making my laptop work. Remember, machines hate me. If it hadn't been for my "real life hero" I might not have even been able to pick up my email. As it was, I came home to nearly 400 emails.

Anyway, that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it! My hero and I made it home without a glitch and right now he is outside cutting and splitting firewood for the winter. In 95 degree heat. I said he was heroic, and he is, but he is also the most stubborn man I have ever know.

Except maybe for my Norwegian daddy.

Blessings,
Valerie Hansen

3 comments:

  1. Great post! It was so nice to see you and Linda!

    Thanks for posting the picture too!

    Hugs
    Cheryl

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  2. Great post I wish I could remember my dad but he dies with cancer when I was 8 years and I don't remember much about him. My hero is my husband, he is the greatest, and everyone like him, he never has anything bad to say about anyone and will help anyone that needs it. We raised 4 children and he is always helping them. We have been married for 48 years and I love him more to day that the day we married. We are empty nesters now and are growing old together and enjoying it every day. Thank God He let my hubby come my way.

    mamat2730(at)charter(dot)net

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  3. I am so glad I am not the only one who occasionally ends up not quite where I am supposed to be.

    My husband and I call it "taking the scenic route", we never, ever take the wrong road or turn !


    Carol

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