I didn't know what to expect at Blog Sugar.
I honestly tried not to think about, because the more I thought about it, the more I would have to think about the whole speaking thing.
But it was a beautiful, inspiring, part of a full, beautiful inspiring weekend.
My house was filled with some of my favorite friends, doing my favorite thing, sitting around my kitchen table, talking, eating, laughing, crying from laughing, crying from crying. So, so, so, so good.
They get my crazy.
They encouraged me.
They loved on my baby boy.
They saved me from a panic attack when the thought of the evening became just too much.
They prayed for me.
Because of that I was able to stand up with a shaky smile in front of these women.
I pray that God's love shined through me in spite of me.
That they were able to find some sort of encouragement, some sort of challenge, through my words.
That their blogs are about so much more than they know. That the ripples of what they share will extend so much further than they could ever dream of.
That they each have a very powerful voice. Whether they have 10 followers or 10,000, what they write matters.
Each and every one of them were worth facing my fears for.
So worth it.
I can't wait to see what the future holds.
Over the next week or so I want to share what was on my heart that night. What I learned. What I wished I said.
Until then, visit the many beautiful recap posts on the Blog Sugar site.