So why the name, humble & BOLD? It was actually birthed after a long and difficult nine months of tough challenges that started in September of 2012. I had returned to our house, after taking both boys to the doctor’s office, only to find that it had been broken into, AGAIN (the first time was years ago). Our two year old son, in an attempt to free himself from the crib, fell and broke his right arm. My husband’s workplace also looked to be going out of business after 40 years and our home church was facing the possibility of having to close its doors after 100 years of service. Then our oldest son was invited to a game of laser tag, where he fractured the growth plate in his heel and my husband was finally let go from his job. On December 12, 2012, I went to the emergency room with sharp chest pains and difficulty breathing. The scans showed fluid around my spleen and that led to four months of doctor’s visits until I was finally scheduled for an eight and a half hour cancer surgery with a chemo wash at Emory University Hospital, where I had my spleen removed, with part of my pancreas, part of my small intestines, a full hysterectomy, and the list continues.
During my two week stay in the hospital, I began to see things very clearly. There was a lot of time to reflect and I realized most of the things that I had worried about and let upset me, were really, so insignificant. I kept thinking humble and what that word really meant, along with the word, bold. It’s kind of hard to explain, but if you’ve ever seen the movie, Close Encounters, where Richard Dreyfuss goes crazy serving himself mash potatoes, because he sees this mountain that he feels called to, well, yeah, kinda like that!
Now, that second paragraph was rough just typing it out again, but there were so many awesome things that happened along the way, that I never, ever, want to forget. And I will share those in blog posts to come, but the one that relates to the name, humble & BOLD, came from a prayer that was spoken over us. The words “humble” and “bold” were prayed aloud and it just clicked for me that I was to learn from and use those two words together.
A good friend of mine, Camille, had taken me out to lunch as I was starting to feel well enough to get out again, and she was the one who shared with me about how much she enjoyed reading certain blogs.
I had other friends who encouraged me to share all the awesome accounts of where and how God made His presence known during those tough nine months.
For years and years, I have been looking for a name that I could use to incorporate all the creative gifts I have been given.
And not just a blog or business name, but words to live by and love!
And that’s how humble & BOLD was born!
Which is my first natural birth, since both sons were C-sections.
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