View from Evans' Mountain

The family and I are still hanging out in the mountains of TN. Good times!

Last night we had and incredible meal at Foothills Milling Company. The Vaughn brothers place ranks in my top 10 restaurants ever. They have something special.

On the way back to the cabin my sister-in-law, T, started talking about her dream to create a site for teen girls. A community for them to share their hurts and healings.

We talked about what she would need to get started.

As I am typing, T and my 16 year old have gotten the site up. Created the graphics. And she’s outlined her first year of newsletters and sketched out the book she is going to write this summer.

Hmmmm….. weird.

T’s not zipping all over the net trying to figure out the “best” way.

She’s not making it hard or confusing.

She’s has a burden in her heart (see issue 171) and she’s figuring out a way to release it while helping as many young ladies as possible.

Is she going to be profitable by tomorrow?

Nope.

But by mid-summer T’ll have a few thousands teens communicating with her and with each other.

And when she gets ready to release her book, she will have a crowd waiting with mom’s credit card.

The thing I am loving most is hearing the excitement.

Every change to the page brings a squeal.

Every cool tweak delivers claps.

Sure, T’s starting a business. But she’s beginning with the conflict we talked about yesterday. And she’s having a BLAST.

The girl is not giving up her day job or dreaming of the big time. Just dreaming.

I also love that she’s starting in a healthy place.

Not a position of desperation or “have to do something.” But a platform of “I want to do this!!”

This is just flat out fun to watch and be a part of.

What about your voice? Your energy? Your fun?

Success is NOT an Accident,

P