How My Issues Inspire People

The first step is admitting there is a problem. You have to dig down deep and be really honest with yourself. I have an obsession with Amy Grant. It's healthy, I think. Maybe not. It's just that...when I was in second grade I was in my friend Lindsay Blatz's basement. We were playing Barbies and all of a sudden "That's What Love Is For," came on the radio. I'd never heard anything so lovely in all my 7 years of life. It moved me. And so when I got Amy's Heart In Motion cd for my 8th birthday (my first compact disc EVER), I decided I needed to move to Nashville and become a singer just like her. And almost 20 years later I'm still trying to be like her.

Occasionally, I'll realize that one of my friends kinda looks like Amy and I get a little jealous. I was telling my friends Mike and Stacey about this not too long ago and Mike, who is an amazing graphic designer/artist, made a cartoon about it. My issues inspired him!!!! I'm so glad people can use my problems for good. So. Enjoy.

Check out Mike Blakeman's other work at: http://www.ralphtherobot.com/

Community

I have a million "thank you's" and "I owe you's" to hand out. This past week I was humbled and completely blessed beyond belief. In my last blog post (about the Nashville flood), I talked a little bit about how I had been affected by the flood. It was NOTHING compared to the devastation that a lot of people experienced, but nevertheless, I found myself in need of a lot of help.

Saturday afternoon, I came home to the smell of mold and mildew. I knew I was in over my head. I had been naive (and a bit in denial) up to that point about how quickly things go south when your basement floods. So I started removing everything wet from my basement and got it all out of the house, but it didn't help a whole lot. I mentioned something on twitter about how not fun it was to work with wet, moldy boxes and I immediately got a message from a friend on twitter offering his assistance. Josh Laurich. I don't know Josh extremely well, but he is a good friend with one of my good friends...and I can't believe how willing he was to come over and help me. Actually, I can't even say that he "helped me." He did ALL the work. As I told Josh about my week and all the people that had come out of the woodwork to help me, I started getting a little emotional.

Will flew to Nashville to help me move last weekend. I know I look like a body builder, but believe it or not, I have a hard time carrying a 400 pound dresser all by myself. And my friends Ashley and Micah Huebner came to help me move, too. Micah and Will did all the work. And it was pouring! And flooding :) Then Ashley and Micah got stuck on 1-24 in the flood on their way home from helping me, and it took them 5.5 hours to get back to Smyrna.

Then my UHaul got stuck in the mud at my old house. Again, I know I'm really strong, but my muscles would not move that truck, no matter how hard I pushed. So my friends Rebekah and Ryan Mitchell came over with their little SUV and got it unstuck for me. Which left massive tire marks in the gravel and dirt/mud driveway of the house I'd been trying to move out of.

I thought I was pretty handy, so I went to Home Depot to buy some new gravel to fill the tire marks I'd created. But the bags were really heavy. Some man saw me trying to lift them into my car and rushed to my assistance. He did it for me.

Then I tried pouring the gravel I'd bought into the tire marks...but it didn't help at all. It just looked like I'd filled some holes with gravel. But there was still mud everywhere. The next door neighbor was out working in his yard, so I asked for his opinion on how I should handle the situation. In the 9 months I'd lived in that house, I'd never once spoken with my neighbor. He immediately went into his garage and brought back a rake and a shovel and got to work, fixing my yard for me. He did the work. No joke. I never would have been able to do what he did.

By this point, I was completely moved out of my old house with the exeption of a few items that were too large to fit in my car. Betsy Jones came to my rescue. I didn't even ask. She offered.

And then the mold in the new place became a problem. And that's when Josh Lauritch stepped in.

I was showered with kindness and generosity last week. As I was getting emotional and telling Josh about it, I realized that God was showing me how much He loves me and takes care of me through my community. Sometimes it's really tough to be a single girl, living in a city far away from my family. I still can't believe what an amazing community I am a part of. I am so grateful.

This crazy flood has really brought out the best in Nashville. Everyday there are hundreds and hundreds of volunteers that have taken the time to help out their neighbors...and even strangers. And if they aren't doing the manual labor, they're driving around with supplies and food and enouragement. It is such a beautiful thing to see. I love Nashville.

Anyway, thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

It's Raining, It's Pouring

The worst weekend for moving ever.

For those of you who don't keep up with the news, Nashville flooded this weekend. I've never seen anything like it. It didn't just rain, it poured. For about 3o hours straight. Initially the rain was a little inconvenient, seeing as I was trying very unsucessfully to move houses on Saturday and keep all of my belongings dry (mattresses, etc.). But then it got scary. We couldn't get from one house to the other because of river streams flooding across all the roads. My sweet friends, Ashley and Micah drove in from Smyrna (normally just a 20 minute trip down 1-24) to help me move, and when they left at 3:30 they got stranded on 1-24 for 3 hours because the highway flooded. People died sitting in their cars on the highway. Luckily, Ashley and Micah were ok, but it took them 5.5 hours to get home that night. And Sunday it got even worse. The rain didn't let up.

If you could have seen the Tennessee State Fairgrounds behind my house, you'd have been shocked. Instead of land, there was probably a 4 foot lake. And more water was rushing into it from nowhere in particular. My basement flooded and destroyed a few things, but I am so, so lucky. My U Haul also got stuck in the mud, but it could have been so much worse.

Sunday early afternoon, my boyfriend Will and I were walking around the Opryland Hotel, enjoying the gorgeous flowers and waterfalls. By late Sunday afternoon the entire hotel was evacuated and all the guests were forced to abandon their cars and luggage. Now the hotel is under 8-10 feet of water. Check out this video:

This is a photo of Will and I at about noon on Sunday right in front of the Cascades' waterfall at the Opryland, but as you saw in the video, all of this is now under water:

The people of Nashville are really great, though. Everyone seems to be pitching in and helping as much as they can. This flood has caused BILLIONS of dollars in damage and it is going to take a long time before we get back to normal. Today, the government is telling us that they are close to needing to shut off our water supply. We don't have enough and we are quickly running out. I can't believe this is real. I read this really great article about some of the issues and why we need help: http://www.section303.com/we-are-nashville-4366

One thing is for sure. When you see this kind of devastation...and you go relatively unscathed...it really puts things into perspective. The stuff that got destroyed in my basement is just stuff. And even if my most favorite thing had gotten destroyed, it still would have been just a "thing." I spoke with a woman this morning who lives down the street from me and her entire house is under water. Just down the street from me. Did I mention that? And everything is destroyed. They lost everything. She's upbeat and grateful 'cause she's alive. I love that.

So, if you think about it, try to keep Nashville in your prayers. We need them!