Don't we all yearn and hope for a second chance? Not a surprise, at least for most Americans. After all, our country was founded on the hopes of a second chance. We were founded by scoundrels, reprobates, second sons, apostates, religious fanatics and losers of all stripes. We are the inheritors of those who were willing to risk everything they had and everything they knew for a second chance.
For me, being a grandparent feels like a second chance. Not to be a parent of course, but to influence a child in loving and positive ways. Since my daughter and her husband are fabulous parents and very responsible people, I don't have to worry about how the girls are nurtured or cared for, but I also don't have to worry about them at all. I get to simply love them without concern for toilet training, grade point averages, ear piercing or the fact that the four-year-old will only answer to 'Moon Child' these days. I get to read, play and hike with them, but they are still young enough to sit in my lap and let me smell their sweet hair while they play with the loose skin on my hands.
Today I've been given a wonderful second chance. Little, Brown UK is re-issuing three of my novels as e-books in the English speaking markets around the world this very day. I'm so grateful for social media, electronic publishing and my wonderful editor, Hannah Green, for making this second chance for these books possible.