One thing that stood out to me at the RT Convention last year was the number of authors who talked about how their significant others weren’t supportive. Their husbands (or wives or whatever) treated their writing as a hobby. At best, it seemed completely dismissive to me.
It made me appreciate my husband even more. He’s always encouraged me to follow any path or dream I had even the one time I thought I could become a soap mogul. Don’t ask. It didn’t end well. =)
He always takes my copies of my paperbacks and shrink wraps them to make sure they don’t get damaged. He’s so cute. He plans to have a special bookshelf just for my books.
And I think my heart grew three sizes. lol
It’s the little things that always remind me how much I love and appreciate my husband.
Like how he leaves love letters in random spots in my notebooks…address to Puff from GubGub. (Don’t ask.)
We do romance in our own way, but it’s remarkable and special because of it.