“…you sure like to ball!”
Just one of the many classic tunes brought into this world by the great Little Richard and that fabulous little diddy just now graced my iPod with its presence. Kinda makes you want to do the awkward dance. You know what I’m talking about… that little 50’s/60’s jig where you’re be boppin’ around the living room and doing the classic “where in the hell did you get those moves”, moves… I’m well aware of this signature frolicking motion as mine is off the chart. (Think Ellen. Her moves rock my world!) I have extremely proud parents, I’m sure. I’d even like to think I have a secret fan club somewhere dedicated to my moves. One can dream…
Tunes are always running through my head. Always. Unless it’s Ace of Base, I usually don’t mind the brain invasion. Today’s for example was “I’ve Been Working on the Railroad.” One from last week was “All Around the Mulberry Bush.” Ahhhhh. Classics.
My dad used to play 45’s of the Beach Boys and Little Richard when we were kids so listening to “Good Golly, Miss Molly” sure does bring back a memory or 10. The title of the song is actually what inspired this post. I had a friend call me this afternoon and he mentioned something about my 308 followers. I’m sorry – WHAT?!?!?!?!? It hasn’t even been 24 hours! I honestly thought 2 things. One: he could have been looking at someone ELSE’S blog (obviously the most rational thought). Or two: He somehow must have seen something about how many times I’VE looked at my OWN blog, checking to see if someone was in the process of posting a quick “Shut the hell up with your weird babbling!” note. ENTER A LEARNING EXPERIENCE: viewing my own blog has nothing to do with becoming a follower. Oh the trials and tribulations of learning crap.
Turns out he was right. I didn’t really know what to do. I wasn’t sure if I should be happy that so many people have an interest in my story or nervous, wondering if I’d be judged after putting myself out their in such a raw way. THREE HUNDRED AND EIGHT. Really??? I’m going to go ahead and do myself a solid and nix the nervousness nonsense. I’m elated right now!!!
Y’all have NO IDEA what this means to me! 308 people – all interested in this story. A story that I questioned sharing with anyone outside of my family. A story that left me with shaking, fumbling hands, hovering about 2 millimeters away from the little blue “post” button on my Facebook status page. What’s heavier? There have been two lovely and inquisitive women that have absolutely touched my hearts by taking that scary step to get tested after hearing this story due to the loss of a 32 year old sister and the diagnosis of breast cancer in a mother of my friend when the mother was only 26. Talk. About. Chills. I no longer feel small and insignificant going through this journey and I no longer feel like I’m doing this on my own. YOU are listening! WE are making a difference together. A MILLION THANKS TO ALL OF Y’ALL!!!! Please feel free to comment and share your stories here. I mean – good golly, Miss Molly!!! 308 followers! Ya’ll are AMAZING and I’m thinking we should hug it out!