I have a special treat for you for today’s Feel Good Friday post. It is episode number 5 of Your Blooming! Episode 5 is the story of Tabitha, an amazing woman doing inspiring things and inspiring others to do the same. Sounds familiar right?
Stories like Tabitha’s is what Your Blooming is all about. Tabitha reached out to me via the Be a Guest page of this website and briefly shared her story with me in writing. I was totally blown away. I immediately responded to her inquiry and said “I absolutely would like to have you on the show!” We set up a day and time to talk and Episode 5 is what came of our conversation.
Tabitha newest project – Project Uplift starts tonight at 7:00pm CST. You can get the call-in information on Tabitha’s website: http://www.afiveoh4uplifting.org/ Thank you Tabitha for sharing your story!
Listen to Episode 5
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Tabitha’s website: http://www.afiveoh4uplifting.org/
Music by: Teresa Smith “Blooming”
Quote Recited by: Source Unknown
In episode 5 of Your Blooming, Tabitha, Hurricane Katrina Survivor and founder of AFiveohForUplifting.orgshares her story.
Learn more about Tabitha and the episode in this Blog Post.
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My mother is my inspiration, so of course, I found it fitting to have her on my podcast. I hope you find her inspiring too!
Learn more about my mother and this podcast episode by reading this Blog Post.
I am full of energy, gratitude and optimism today. While my brother is my real-life hero, my mother is my inspiration and provides the strength I need to forge ahead.
She has always been by my side. That is why it was surprising to hear that prior to my being born, she never thought in a million years, that should could care for a sick child. However, she did it and was great at it too. She is the definition of strength and inspiration in my book. That is why I had asked her to be a guest on my podcast, specifically to talk about her experiences as a mother to a child who was in and out of the hospital for the first six years of their life (me).
As you will hear in our conversation, this woman, is amazing. There is one sentence my mother kept repeating during our conversation “You just do what you have to do. You don’t think about it, you just do.” Mom, I have to tell you, not everyone thinks that way and that is why you, you are an inspiration.
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I stated in my first podcast that I would incorporate my life story into various episodes and blog posts. In the first episode of Your Blooming, I talked about how my life began.
I would like to take you through my journey which has led me to the path I am currently following today. I recently wrote a guest blog post for Nacie Carson over at The Life Uncommon. I am going to take excerpts from that blog post and elaborate on them here. So, without further delay — here is part one in My Journey.
I was born on an autumn day in 1976. I was premature and because of this I was born with several birth defects. I was only a few hours old when I underwent my very first surgery. For the first six years of my life; the hospital was my home away from home. The doctors and nurses were my friends, the other patients my playmates and my mother was by my side every single step of the way. While other children my age were playing kick ball in the playground, I was participating in wheel chair races up and down the hallway of the 2nd floor pediatric unit. Although my days were spent in the hospital, I was always a happy child and it showed.”
The biggest memory I have of the time spent in the hospital is being with my mother. She was always there, always. I would wake up in the morning and she was there. When the lab technician would come to take my blood each morning, my mother was there to hold my hand. In fact, she taught me how to count at an early age, just as a way to distract me from having my blood drawn. When the techincian was about to plunge the needle into my arm, my mother would take my opposite hand and say “Ok, Darlene…let’s count.” And together, we would count, all the while my blood was being drawn. Eventually, I learned my ABC’s this way too. We would also sing together, tunes like “You Are My Sunshine” and “I Love You a Bushel and a Peck”. She was loving, caring and always there.
It is no wonder then, that I look back on the times in the hospital without any sadness or fear. My very own guardian angel, my mother, was always there to watch over me and protect me.
**My mother shares her side of things in an upcoming podcast episode.**
