laurenjean : MyBlogHer Profile

I am a full on blog stalker. The obsession started about a year ago when i started my adventure in photography. At first it was a few famous photographers my google reader. But It soon grew to include blogs from my friends, and people who i wish were my friends. I LOVE the mom blogs. I love the honesty and the feeling that i am OK ! My kids are normal. That i am not the only one with 7 loads of laundry to do today.Of course one of my favorites is the   Nienie dialogues. I started reading her blog after i saw her family pictures on one of my favorite photographers blog. I was hooked. her blog made me cry, and laugh. And thank God for all of blessings. It quickly has become a favorite for me and my daughter.A few months ago I was visiting one of my favorite restaurants. cafe Rio in mesa Arizona. I was standing in line with my friend, my daughters and my husband debating between a taco or a burrito when my nine year old daughter started frantically pointing at someone in line ahead of us. "mom, Mom. look"I wanted to die. i could not believe mt daughter was being so rude and pointing."Lexi, stop that" I whispered between my clenched teeth." No, Mom look its her""who"" the lady, the lady in the plane"i was fully thinking my daughter was losing it when i looked the direction she was pointing.It was her. It was the Lady in the plane. Nienie and Mr. Nielson were standing right in front of me.I looked around the restaurant fully expecting to see crowds of people coming to shake her hand. I found myself surprised that she didn't have bodyguards when she traveled.But , no one was mobbing them. They were just there, eating , like normal people. My brain was spinning. Should I say hi ? its such a strange feeling to feel like you now someone so well that you have never met. It felt like i was looking at one of my best friends and that it would be rude if I didn't say hi. I mean I knew the names of her kids, what her house looked like., That she was tired the day before. So I did it.I mustered up my courage and i tapped her on the shoulder.then i started feeling really stupid. What am some kind of crazy Internet stalker? What is she thinks I am a psycho and threatens to call the police if I don't leaver her alone this minute. I mean how dare i.....she turned around and looked at me.to late now.Okay, brain work, say something. Tell her she inspires you to be a better mom, a better wife, a better person. tell her you cry when you read about how much pain she is in. that you lead a bible study inspired by her blog. but all i could say was a hello.I did tell her I loved her blog. i thanked her for writing it. i apologized for bugging her.then she smiled and she hugged me.Not like a fake hug either. It was a full on I like you kind of hug.Then she thanked me for reading. for praying.And she hugged me again.I went back to my place in line feeling like I had just met a celebrity. And I had.My friend asked me if she was a friend from church. i laughed and responded." No, she is a friend from the Internet "   Read more >