I started out in this great big world of stamping quite by accident. I was looking for an old acquaintance and literally stumbled onto her blog after a Google search. I was amazed at her stunning cards (still am) and although I didn't quite understand what the big deal was about stamping and card making, my interest was piqued and I decided to give it a whirl. I started out strong with dozens of cards, posts, challenges, and forum parties on SCS. My cards were starting to get noticed and before I knew it, I had been asked to serve as a Paper Pretties guest designer. Wow! All of that in just a few months, I had really found my place. . .
Then, as quickly as success came, I failed. My work schedule, major surgery and a move to our new/old house interrupted my stamping life and I was once again a stamping nothing. I totally lost touch with my SCS friends and Stampingville bloggers and, worst of all, I let Christie and girls at Paper Pretties waste a guest designer space on me.
It's my own fault. . . .I know it. . . . Like Jimmy Buffet knows it in Margaritaville, I know it in Stampingville. Now before you accuse me of whining, I'm not at all. With all things, you either grow and move on and value the lesson learned, OR you feel like a big ol' pile of crap. It was a hard fall I must admit, but bruises and scrapes be damned, I'm back on my feet again with the following lessons learned and re-learned:
- Failure is only permanent if you allow it to be (that's not exclusive to Stampingville, it applies to life in general)!
- There's plenty of room for me in Stampingville. . .
- Working hard to achieve the status which I fell and more importantly, regaining the trust with those watching will be a challenge, but its worth it!
- Drawing readers back to my blog. . .well, don't put it past me not to bribe them with blog candy! LOL!
Seriously - a gut check is good for the soul. . .and besides, I keep coming back to the quote I use on SCS - "The bend in the road is not the end of the road unless you refuse to take the turn." I chose the turn. . .