DEDICATION

One day, my dear Avalon, you will turn 50. If all goes as planned, I’ll be there to offer you a snifter of wine and a sprinkling of confetti. If I cannot be there due to unforeseen circumstances, I wrote this book. It may provide some small comfort or moment of comic relief. I make no promises, except these two. I love you. You’re going to be just fine. Mr. Potter, I don’t have a medal to bestow upon you for surviving the dual onslaught of menopause and puberty, but here’s a loving mention in the dedication of this book. Mom, I have no idea how you did any of it and did it all with such grace, but I do know that I’m in awe of your magnificence and deeply indebted to you for showing me how to be a kick-ass warrior woman of the highest order.