Infinity and beyond.
and we all know that makes it a really, really big thing, right?
and I am branching off in a
adorable chubby bear.
and renovations and photography projects take center stage here
and share a piece of moi on occasion.
Frightening, I know.
and you don’t really ‘see’ the girl who is behind it.
As I was chatting with an amazing blogger at Haven encouraging her get out there and
be the designer and photographer that she already is
I found myself quoting something that my baby sister said to me several years ago.
It had to do with Winnie the Pooh.
And I know there are probably so many who think I had this big calculated business plan
with marketing degrees and ideas and making money in mind.
But you might be surprised to know what really prompted me.
and was fortunate to be able to stay home and work as a mom with each of my babies.
It is the best job ever.
And as those babies grew and went to school- I went to school with them.
Helped out with arts and crafts and music classes.
And when they got a little older, I danced while the band practiced
and thought the musicians playing heavy metal out in the cottage
were the best musicians EVER.
And I am telling you- they were.
And my middle son was starting freshman year in high school
and my oldest son was graduating from high school.
And the band broke up and moved away.
And my oldest started talking about moving to another city.
And I started to feel that twinge that I know so many of you know so well.
That being so proud of who those babies had grown to be
and so excited for them and the next chapter in life
but that bittersweet that comes at the same time.
I began to realize that the day was coming when one of my
closest friends since the day I was born wouldn’t be here.
I was struggling to find my footing and was feeling a little lost.
And in a quiet conversation with my younger sister one winter morning
You can write more again, make friends online and find a community of people
who like the same things that you do
and you can work towards dreams at the same time.’
French Country Cottage
(something that I already had written down for years)
And when my blog in all it’s brand new baby blog glory popped up on the screen
with my name right there -well talk about excitement.
with ‘Start blogging!’ written across it-
I felt like this was an unwritten part of me that was waking up.
It felt like a place I could find myself.
And so I jumped in and wrote my first post
about that Charles Faudree inspired piece in our bedroom.
My sister read it and commented and told me what a great post it was
And then crickets.
commenting & encouraging again.
My sister was quite literally my only reader for the first 6 months
and the barely 5 posts I had written.
I really began to wonder if blogging was my thing.
I wasn’t really feeling immersed in this creative energetic and fascinating ocean of blogging.
I felt like I was in a row boat on a lake with one oar by myself.
Maybe no one was really interested in what I had to say or how I decorated my home.
I mean honestly,
I didn’t even know if I was interested in what I had to say.
Maybe sharing ‘me’ was not the way to go.
Another early morning conversation with my sister led to that familiar
‘How’s your blog going?’
I told her I hadn’t really made any new friends and hadn’t figured out how to find or be in
that community in blogland and no one but her was even reading
and I apologized that she had to spend time reading about things
that she really didn’t care about simply to encourage me.
And in her 2nd grade teacher in training Pooh Bear wisdom she said:
You have to venture outside and go find them.’
Really thought about it.
How much of my life had I spent in the forest waiting?
In that comfortable spot in my quiet little corner
twirling around on that stage that was
behind the safety of the curtain?
I knew that stage so well.
But as much as I loved the safety of the curtain hiding me…
And so I stepped out.
I talked to other bloggers and made new friends and
found a path starting to become a little more clear.
With each blog post, there were new reasons to create something
or even ramble on about who knows what
and random things like Winnie the Pooh in a post.
and even more are happening even now.
But if I didn’t step out of my comfort zone
I would be dancing behind the curtain even now.
So if you have something you want to do but think
people won’t like you- whatever it is
I am asking you- who says?
or have butterflies at trying something new or even putting myself out there more than I am used to,
you might be surprised.
You can’t do that.
You definitely are not good enough.’
and listen to that Pooh bear voice.
and smarter than you think.’
And stepping out of the forest is a good thing.