“Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see the beauty, believe in them and try to follow where they lead.” -Louisa May Alcott
When Stephey from Marked by the Muse
first created the Courage to Fly blog hop
, I was immediately inspired by one of the questions that she posed. This particular question fit the landscape of my life in the last year to an absolute T!OK, here is the question/s she posed:
Have you ever had anyone push you “out of your comfort zone” and in so doing freaked you out or made you resist in anyway? BUT! After that push, once the fear was breached, were grateful towards? Looking back, why did you resist? And to whom are you grateful for that – push?
A couple of years ago, I met my boyfriend (who I hope will become my husband in the coming years). When we first started dating, I didn’t tell him that I liked to sew and craft… I mean I told him that I dabbled in painting but I was almost embarrassed to tell him that I was interested in something that seemed not artistic but more so something an old woman would do… I didn’t want to tell him because I was afraid he would think it was stupid; what I found out was that this was my own insecurity.
After seeing him for awhile, we started talking about what our dreams of all dreams were. I told him I had always dreamed of being a Fashion Designer and he a Game Designer… I mean, before telling him, I really didn’t tell anyone what my interests were except for my roommate… She did see me doing it afterall, my crafty stuff that is. Anyhoo… yeah so my boyfriend listened to me talk about all the things that I liked to do and not only thought it was cool but pushed me to take it further.
He told me that I should start blogging about it and to really hunker down and invest in what was an underdeveloped hobby and could be more in the future. So that’s what I did. In the very beginning, it was just the man who read my blog. I didn’t want to share with friends or even family what I was doing because I mean, I was still embarrassed and sort of scared of what people would think.
But as the months went on, my man kept on encouraging me, encouraging me to share my projects, get out there and throw myself into the creative community, which I did. He bought me a new sewing machine and dress form but more importantly he listened to my ideas even though sometimes they seem really stupid to me. He reads every blog post that I write. He even created a nook for me in our master bedroom so that I have my own space to create. He told me that others would think what I was doing was cool too, if I just gave them the chance to see it. He was right. To make a long story sort of shortish, this guy is my biggest fan.
I have been blogging now for almost a year now. In that year, I have put myself out there on Twitter and Facebook, the blogging world, asking people to be my friend, showing them what I do and learning what I can, here and there. I have made friends, I have gotten a small following. I have a voice. It is my hope to make it to The Creative Connection Event this year, which this time last year wasn’t even on my radar. The possibilities are endless when you actually have someone who believes in you and makes you believe in yourself. My man helped me to give my dreams wings and I am lucky to have him.
Anyhoo, I thought I would share in my inspiration because you never know when someone else can give you
that push…off the branch… and you’ll quickly learn to fly.
Also, do yourself a favor and check out my partner in posting crime today, Brandi from Brandigirlblog!