I stood in front of the room and my feet throbbed in my brand new boots. And I was pretty sure my pinkie toe had lost all circulation. Although that wasn’t nearly as distracting as the pounding in my chest. Soon, it was all that I could hear. My darn tell tale heart. My mind was racing and my mouth went dry, despite the venti Starbucks I was nursing. It had been a couple of months since we had last stood in front of a room like this, and in that split-second it felt like everything was gone. I couldn’t remember anything, including my own name. Let alone how to be witty. Or to banter.
So I started with the obvious. “What’s up Minnesooooota. Your state is coooold.”
Crickets. Six foot tall crickets.
Ok. Fall down six times, get back up seven. I made a snap decision to ditch my Tina Fey “I can see Russia from my house” line, and moved on to the intro.
And honesty. Because when all else fails, let there be honesty.
I thanked them for being them. For being there. And for allowing us to fly across the country, chasing this dream we love. Because they did that. They made it happen.
And from the bottom of my heart, I thanked them. Because I knew that it was true.
And somehow, things just got better after that. The words just seemed to find me somewhere in cold, snowy Minnesota.
Because I think no matter where you are in this life… honesty is the universal language.
Stay tuned later today for our next installment of Pancakes!