Thank you to all my early readers, particularly those who shared their invaluable feedback with me and plodded through multiple drafts to ensure I was on the right track. Amy Berger, Mindy Blum, Jill Coleman, Sandi Cooper, and Merle Saferstein.
For those who shared their insights, knowledge and expertise with me. Coaches Jeff Bertani and Wayne Rullan of my alma mater, the North Miami Beach Chargers, Coach Joe Campodonico, Coach Judd Hayes, John Battle, Marge Bailey, Alan Weinstein, Patrick Montoya, Meline Markarian, Allison Mars, Brooke Goldberg, Ellen Helman, Judith Chestler, Mark Panunzio, Richie Stolar, and Amanda Zaron. For all those who anonymously shared their heartfelt experience with depression and anxiety, you are the strongest people I know.
Thank you to all the readers, fans, and fellow authors who have rooted me on from the very beginning of this journey. It is your cheers that I hear when I’m alone at my writing desk. You don’t know how many times you have gotten me through a bad writing day.
Thank you to my family and all my wonderful friends who have shared their ongoing support, love, and kindness with me. I hold each of you close to my heart, and I profusely apologize for my shortness, absence, and sheer craziness while I worked on this novel.
Randi Berger, Rob Berger, and Ron Berger. My siblings. My squad. Your support and love are immeasurable. There would be no stories without all of you.
Brandon and Jordan Weinstein, you’re the best of all my stories. As you go through life, make sure yours is full of smiles, laughter and love. And don’t ever forget the Grammy rule. I will always love you more.
Steven Weinstein, I am sure there is a woman somewhere in the world who wants her money back. But thank you for your unwavering support and believing in me more than I could ever believe in myself. You fill my heart and home with the kind of love girls can only dream about. You and the boys are my world.
Finally, thank you to all the butterflies that have perched themselves on my window while I write. I know you can’t be here, Mom, but because of those beautiful wings, I feel you all around me.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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Born and raised in Miami, Florida, Rochelle B. Weinstein followed her love of the written word across the country. She moved north to attend the University of Maryland, earning a degree in journalism, and began her career in Los Angeles at the LA Weekly. After moving back to Miami, she enjoyed a stint in the entertainment industry, marrying her love of music with all things creative. When her twins arrived, she sat down one afternoon while they were napping and began to write. The resulting novel, the highly acclaimed What We Leave Behind, explores the poignancy of love and the human condition. Her second book, The Mourning After, is a moving story of hope and resiliency. To learn more about her, visit her website at www.rochelleweinstein.com.
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