Move over Tony.

When I was in college I was at this sports banquet where one athlete from each athletic team was honored, and it was held at a Booster Club in town which was basically like Fred Flinstone’s  Loyal Order of Water Buffaloes Lodge No. 26 club.

At the banquet I was given an award for swimming, and upon receiving it, I gave an impromptu acceptance speech and I made a bunch of the old guys there laugh, and one of them jokingly said to me, “We should pay you to come back and give a speech.”

Ever since that day over 20 years ago, I’ve kind of had this dream of being some sort of public speaker.

But who the fuck am I?

I mean, I’m just a mom.

I’m not famous. I’m not rich. I’m not a world record holder or gold medalist or anything.

But I am a mom who has been through the wringer, both pre and post motherhood.

I’ve had the highest of highs (literally and figuratively) and the lowest of lows.

I’ve experienced just about everything there is to experience.

And I’m still standing.

I’ve been told on more than one occasion that I’ve inspired someone to exercise. To lose weight. To start writing a blog. To stop yelling. To try something new.

And with each of those affirmations that thought has come back.

I really want to be a motivational speaker.

And then that other thought again.

But who the fuck am I?

Why me?

Well…

Why not me?

I have been through death and depression and miscarriages and abuse and divorce and bankruptcy and a whole bunch of other shit.

But I’m still standing.

My life is far from perfect, and I’d say I’m doing better than just standing, actually.

And in the last 48 hours, two different women have randomly burst into tears while talking to me.

Two women who, on the outside, appear to have their shit together.

This is not to say that they don’t have their shit together.

Rather, it’s just indicative of what so many of us are going through.

What most of us are going through.

What all of us are going through.

There aren’t too many people who make it through parenting without traveling down some seriously rocky roads.

Roads that lead to a black hole that you want to crawl into and never come out.

I get it.

I’ve been in a couple holes.

But I’ve found my way out.

Sometimes I’ve climbed out on my own. Other times I’ve had a lot of help.

And so that’s why me.

Because I think I might be able to help some people who are in the hole or near the edge.

And so, I decided I would just go for it.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

But I still found myself in the predicament of needing an audience.

I didn’t just write that post about moving out of your comfort zone for everyone else.

So…

I sent a proposal to my public library.

And they accepted it.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

So, on February 10th, I’ve got my first public speaking engagement.

Staying Sane Through Motherhood with Susie Johnson.

I’m pretty much shitting my pants.

It could be a major flop.

But it also might just be a major success.

If you’re in the Brookfield area and you’re free on February 10th from 7 – 8 pm, click that link to register, and come listen.

You could see the most embarrassing presentation ever.

But there’s a chance you might just see the talk that started it all.

 

I don’t just talk the talk, I walk the walk, right along with you! My next e-course starts on Monday, January 5th and registration is still open!

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