When I got invited to Bella Rustica, I didn’t exactly know what to expect.
I mean, I expected there to be a big ‘ol barn with lotsa great junk in the middle of amazing Nashville.
But a few other things transpired that caught me off guard.
I went ahead and let a few bloggers into my life. And heart.
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Patsy – biz info needed – anyone?!
I also made friends with those that shared my true blue junk passion. Tight friends.
I may even have convinced a certain hen to ring a certain bell when a certain workshop was about to embark. And I may even have run after her hooting, “I’m goin’ to THAT workshop oh yeah!”
photo courtesy of Candy Martin Donegan
As for the droves of amazing beautiful warm hearted folks that came by to say hello in person? Oh my.
I just didn’t expect to fall in love so many times over.
A few that I met up with at Bella Rustica asked me how I became brave enough to hop on a plane to fly clear across the USA all on my own, to people I didn’t know. How did I know I’d be safe?
Linda Lindley aka Bella Rustica with Sandy Leeper
Faith in knowing the kind hearts that are attracted to my kind of blog, and faith in knowing that my needs and desires would be taken care of in every way imaginable by amazing folks.
I have so many wonderful stories to tell and awesome junk to share, I barely know where to start. So for today? Let’s just say I’m feeling so incredibly blessed to have been a part of this event.
Just pray for the man that ended up sitting beside me as I flew home that had to listen to me spew out my ENTIRE story, watch my slideshow, and pretend he didn’t notice my tears as I turned towards the window on occasion.
Never mind. I think he was Heaven sent too.
It’s just going to be a good long while before the words Nashville or Bella don’t make my eyes sting.
More to come!
All Bella Rustica posts to date are HERE.