We’re just over a week into March and I’m in disbelief over what 2013 already has scheduled for me. I was certain 2012 was my peak and  2013 would be my denouement into comfortable oblivion after seven years on the Internet.  I was okay with that. I’ve had a good life online and I’ve been blessed to meet some amazing people, see some amazing places and do some amazing things. (Which makes it sound like I was going to quit blogging altogether which I wasn’t. Where else would the Internet get its fix of one eyed cats hugging pickles?)

Wink and His Tickle Pickle
I’m headed back to the street that smells of popcorn, candy, wishes and dreams this week. Part of me wants to knock on God’s study room door and be all “Hey, don’t get me wrong, I really love what I do, but are you sure one person deserves this much awesome in their lives?” There is still a terrible little voice that gets out every once in awhile and hisses “All these good things are only happening because things are about to get real $%*&# for you. Stupid girl, there’s always another shoe.

*deep breath*

I’ve been watching shoes drop for other people for awhile now. Divorce, miscarriage, cancer, illness, violence, death. Oy. There are moments I want to wrap the entire world in a warm blanket and give it milk and cookies.

I hope to never become so jaded as a blogger that a free tube of lip balm or laundry detergent sample doesn’t excite me. I never want to forget the hundreds of times this community has picked me up when I was too tired to do it myself. Blogging has turned me into a hugger. So many of you thank me for helping you, but it’s you who help me. It’s as though God knew I needed all of you in my life so He gave me a way to find you and your stories, your wise words, your kindness and your encouragement. I’ve been thinking a lot about this post by Andrea. I have felt the exact same way she and so many of her commenters feel. In fact I felt that way last week. ME. The one who’s worried about her life being too wonderful. It feels nice to be noticed and feels terrible to feel left out no matter what it is and there’s no shame in admitting that. I had to learn the hard way that hurting others to justify my anger, jealousy and pain is a quick and sure way to lose friends and become a miserable person. (Someone’s been reading a lot of Brene Brown lately, can you tell?)

I don’t know why things work out the way they do, but I know everything happens for a reason and that if you work really hard and are kind, amazing things will happen.

My @robinplemmons @teamcoco art is suddenly the best part of my house.

by Robin. The Conan swirl was her idea. She’s amazing.

Comments

  1. Boy, have there been times where I’ve been so grateful for one of your hugs – or the time the internet blessed me with a card shower at a time I needed most to know that all of the garbage I was (and am) going through – I’d be okay and that I’m cared about.

    I’d love trips to great places, I would – but no free trip would ever equal the joy I felt coming home to a card in the mail every day. Knowing people care > swag.

    You deserve the good stuff that comes your way. I’m happy when you are happy. <3

    Bridget Reply:

    @Sarah, We talked about this before I even saw this! I am grateful for every single person the internet has thrown my way. Including both of you!

  2. I love Robin and that saying and you. Lately life has been on the (good) flip side for me, I teeter on the edge because I worry when it won’t be good but try to enjoy this moment I’m in. I can’t say it’s all that comfortable yet- too good can feel like it just doesn’t fit sometimes until you grow into it.

    We live by the ocean now and I like to take pics and post them & Jeff said I should stop because I’ll make people jealous and I said that I really feel like it’s okay – I don’t know if we’ll live here forever so I want to eat it up while I can every day that I am here and the people who love me get it, too.

    Love you.

    Steph

    Bridget Reply:

    @Stephanie Precourt, Don’t stop posting ocean pictures. They make me happy…and I’m not even an ocean person!

    Stephanie Precourt Reply:

    @Bridget, Awww thank you!!!

  3. The thing is, I really believe every person deserves that much awesome in their lives. And seeing someone get it means it’s possible and it’s out there for others to get too.
    Revel in it because you deserve every damn second.

  4. I love that Conan quote, and his little carrot swirl of hair was an awesome touch.

    You deserve every wonderful thing that comes your way. And it’s your gratefulness, ability to learn “the hard way” from things in your past, and genuine surprise for all your (very much deserved) blessings that mean you will never be jaded.

  5. you deserve every wonderful thing coming your way. Have Fun at the land of mouse!

  6. Because I know you and people know that I know you, I sometimes get asked about entering the blogging world (as if somehow I’m an expert). The first thing I say is that I only know a little about it from you and the second thing I tell them is how hard you work. You’ve worked really, really hard. Don’t forget that! And you’re kind too. So of course, good things will continue to happen.

  7. I think you might be in my brain. Because everything you just said is what I think at least once a day. Glad to have found you.

  8. Okay, so I came by after you commented on my post to find your email, because I was so excited to hear from you in my ‘hood, that I didn’t take half a minute to even see that you posted here. Something so wonderfully written, and by you, including some beautiful work by the amazing Robin, I am doubly delighted to have you share my post with your readers. I appreciate you taking the time to touch on it, and to come by and touch base with me, as well. I appreciate what you have said here, because I know, I honestly appreciate everything that does and has come my way. But sometimes it feels good and helps me maintain some semblance of sanity to let it all out. Thank you for listening, and caring enough to talk to me about it. Much love.

  9. It’s good to know – to really, really know – that there are other people who are as big of a walking oxymoron as I am. It’s nice to know that there are plenty of others who struggle with the same things – even when times are very, very good.