I don’t believe in coincidence. There are no accidents. I have no regrets. Everything that has ever happened to me has happened for a reason at the moment it happened.
I once had a girlfriend that was extremely anti-technology. She had no computer at home. She didn’t own a cell phone. She refused a GPS. She always insisted you needed to be able to do things without the help of all those gadgets. She also joked about email and everyone “checking it.” She said, “are you waiting for the email that is going to change your life?” This was before Twitter and Facebook or even texting, so no, a email didn’t move my life forward in any way.
But a text did.
I have been very active in the Ryan Woods Autism Foundation. I love the founder, Brenda Wilson. She is a grandmother with a vision and an action plan. I attended the gala they have in November. I spoke at one of their parent workshops in May. Then about a two weeks ago, I got a text from her…
B: Would you like to MC our Music Festival in September?
Me: Oh Brenda honey, this is my cell phone, not my husband…
B: No, we want you to be our MC. You will have the crowd laughing and we won’t have to hire a D.J……
Me: Are you sure?
B: Yes, you have the energy, good looks, and it feels so right, please say yes!
Now in less than a month I will be the mistress of ceremonies at an autism event that sometimes 1,000 people come to …..oh my what have I agreed to?
Since I’m doing this, I want to “Quack” for a while. Over the last five years I have had a lot of people ask me my opinions on everything from the movie Rain Man to hyperbaric chambers. I thought I would take some time to answer and reflect on how I went from a twenty-nine year old new mother with “the best baby in the world” because she played on her blanket not making a sound, to the (almost) thirty-seven year old mom to three children that changed my universe.
All my posts are going to lead up to the main event on September 10th in Middletown, CT. If you are in the area I encourage you to come. Be prepared as you read-some days you might need tissues, others you may want to finish your drink before you read and spit it out laughing….
I promise I will do my best to be honest and somewhat entertaining….text me if I’m not….