My love letter to you.

The countdown has begun for me; a week and we will pack up the truck and travel to destination Edmonton, AB.

It has been a long time since I have had the fluttery, uneasy feeling in my stomach every time my mind drifts towards the events of our holiday weekend.

I would never had expected to be here a year ago, not for the pomp and circumstance yet that I put myself out there like I have and I could also not have conceived the support and the celebration of sorts for me doing so either.

I like to think that life is a series of opportunities waiting for you to collect them and as I get older I am discovering the ones you take the leap for or that scare you the most, offer the greatest gift in return when you do so.

Living on our farm in the country has fed my need of isolation, my perceived ideas of being anti-social and has been the hole in which this recluse buried herself.

As of late and the motivation from my Page and its growth has lovingly lent a hand and has pulled me out of the corner.  I have learned through your encouragement that my presence IS valuable in the outside world and so I have embraced myself.

I guess you could say my entry into the REVREV Pin-up Pageant was my coming out party and well in my nature it is go big or go home.

I am not by any means an assuming character and I put my faith into if this is meant to be it will.  My challenges were plenty I needed to ask for help because I was not going to be able to do this on my own.

My asking for your help and you all have brilliantly stepped up to the plate and have cheered me on in a way I could not have dreamt of.

This has been the prize for me.

We all are here to sparkle in our own ways and no matter your perception of someone you never really know how life changing something as small as a smile can be to a stranger.

Thank you does not seem enough to express my gratitude to you for your time through your voting and all of your beautiful comments on the pictures I have posted.

Thank you for the sparkle I see in my kids eyes because they are excited and seeing their Mum do something that is new.

Thank you for coming along with me on this journey. BmB xx


5 thoughts on “My love letter to you.

  1. Dear Betty, everyone needs a letter filled with love. Thank you. And thanx for reminding me to smile + make not only my day but someone else’s.
    So glad your kids are part of this and as excited as you are. They’ll have great fun too. They sound like very interesting people – but then how could they not be with you + Louis parenting them?

    So take a deep breath and remember we all love you back. We all wish we could be there in person but we’ll be cheerin you on from the online sidelines.

    Never forget, in our books + yours too, everything that’s most important you’ve already won. The Pageant’s purely for fun.

    And most important: STRAIGHTEN THAT BELT! lol

    All the best, Betty

    Affectionately, Jo

    1. Thank you for this Jo and I think the belt thing has now stuck for me.. 😉

      Your message her means a lot and really warmed my heart..! Thank you for the constant support..xx

      I completely agree I have already won and now to enjoy the events of the day..


  2. This is lovely. In all honesty, it made me tear up. You are such a beautiful person inside and out and I am thrilled for you. I’m glad you got your sparkle and shine back and are feeling the love. Keep on and be proud of all you have accomplished!! We love you!!

    1. Thank you so much for taking the time to write Shana.. xx
      This means a lot to me as I admire the work you do and your kind words come to me at the perfect time..xx
      BmB xx

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