I am forever grateful for the endless possibility that exists in my life. Perhaps I will always be a slightly-less-than-midlist author who publishes a fairly well reviewed novel every year or two, and if that is the case, I will be a happy man.
I am doing what I love.
I have often said that I would like to someday write for a living and teach for pleasure, and while I am certainly not ready or able to give up my teaching salary salary, I am closer to this dream than I ever thought imaginable.
Really, really far away, too, but still closer than I ever thought possible.
But with every book comes the possibility for greater success. A larger readership. An opportunity for more prolific career. The dream of a best seller.
In short, possibility.
In addition, all three of my books have been optioned for film or television. This does not mean that anything will ever happen with any of them, but once again, it represents possibility.
Then there is a rock opera that I have co-written, a small business that I run, and another business opportunity that looms on the horizon.
My life is filled with many unlikely ways to make my fortune. Retire young. Travel the world. Give my family everything they want.
None of this will probably never happen, and that is okay. I love my job and my students, and I feel incredibly lucky about the life I lead.
But I feel blessed with the ability to genuinely hope for so much more when so many cannot.
This is what I am thankful for tonight.