Thrive As You

What a whirlwind week it has been and it's not even over yet! People have come, quite literally, out of the woodwork since my baptism -- telling me they have been praying for me all along.  People I barely know.  People I DON'T know! Humbled. People have been messaging me on facebook, sharing my blog, telling my story.  They have told me that my words inspire them.  That my story has touched them.  I've received emails from people I haven't heard from in years.  They are thanking me for sharing my story. Blessed. My wonderful friend Andy Rampulla , who happens to be Pastor Mark's dad, (and therefore, Marlee's grandfather) sent me all of the photos he took on Sunday.  I wanted to share this one since it was so critical to my story. Remember I said that Marlee was watching?  That Marlee brought me to this place of salvation and she was right there beside me, cheering me on? Nevermind my Alice Cooper makeup. I love the way Mark is...

Here's the deal. I've been invited to speak at a group in Nashville in May about blogging. I know, right? So between now and May I need to BEEF UP my follower numbers so that I can feel actually WORTHY of speaking at this thing. Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo............... HELP ME! Please! Tell FIVE FRIENDS about my blog. And get a FREE present from me!!!!!! And then tell your five friends to tell five friends and THEY will all get a present from me. PRESENTS ARE AWESOME!!!!!!!! "Following" means this: You click the handy dandy button to the left, plug in your email or your google ID or whatever it is you use and then you are someone who publicly says, "Yes I read this blog" and it in turn boosts my confidence and makes me feel good about myself. What? The first word of the title of this post is SHAMELESS. I ain't proud!!!!! So here's how this works. For the nex t FIVE DAYS, ending February 3, 2011 at ...

I haven't written since September 24. "Dear Diary, I haven't written since September 24...." ha ha ha sometimes writing a blog is like confession. A few days ago, a friend paid me a ridiculously high compliment. She said I was a great writer and that my writing touched lives. I'm going to be honest about one thing. I don't take compliments well. I can hear my friend Michelle laughing. Because I don't take compliments period. But, that conversation is for my therapist. Let's just say -- I was honored but not sure if I totally believe her. Either way, she told me to write a book. Well I don't know about all of that because truth be told I can barely keep up with my blog! September! What's wrong with me people? I told my friend that sometimes it's harder to write when there's an "expectation" there. When you know people are out there kinda waiting for you to write something "life changing." Ok, maybe not ...