Hi Swamp People,
I don’t know how you’re feeling but I’m a little soggy. I have not been sleeping well this past week which includes last night and I said to my tired little brain “What is going on with you lately?”
My brain answered. It said back to me, “I’m scared.”
My brain has a way of jumping light-years ahead of physical time and imagining the worst of results for my current situation. So I have to keep my imagination in check and make sure it minds its P’s and Q’s.
My brain is scared of entering an unknown frontier. I’ve announced to the world that I’m writing my childhood memoir, and it is a terrifying prospect on many levels.
- What if I don’t finish it?
- What if my family will be angry at me?
- What if it is a failure?
- What if it is a success?
- What if it is the most heart felt, honest story anyone has ever read and I change their perspective on life?
- What if I die before I finish it and someone who needs to hear my words doesn’t have the opportunity?
So I said, “Little brain, we’re all scared about something. Every single one of us.”
I answered all the “What if’s…” with a “Well then…” My brain then curled up and went to sleep. zzzzzz…..
Lo and Behold!
When I woke up this morning I discovered I’ve been nominated for the Liebster Award by Jenny at readsbyredriverbanks. What an honor to be nominated for another blogger award! Thank you so much Jenny!
This happened to coincide with this weekend’s Beaton Family Awards.
My daughters rolled out the red carpet (which is actually a swath of red velvet fabric) and presented the 2014 Beaton Family Awards.
I won in three different categories:
And sorry ladies, I also won Best Mom.
So I’m all swampy but I accept these awards to spread the joy of my children onto you.
I’ll complete the Liebster Award after I’ve had my beauty sleep.
Thank you everyone for your supporting role.