I'm a nerd...

One time, a couple years ago, I met a hero. This story may be old to some of you - but it accurately details why I have the picture I do on my profile. The year was 2005, I had recently made the decision to move from Colorado Springs to Detroit. I had also recently learned that my favorite singer, Nichole Nordeman, would be in Detroit about a month after I moved. I was so excited - how awesome was this going to be? I had seen her in concert one other time, she was opening for Steven Curtis Chapman, but she only did a few songs. Here, SHE was the headliner. It was the longest two months of my life, partially because I had just moved across country, and was missing everyone and everything I knew, but partially because I could not WAIT for this concert. I invited Yatron and her daughter, and a friend from church to come with me. The concert was awesome! She sang everything I'd hoped she would, and more. After the concert I heard someone say she'd be out soon to sign sutographs. My friends graciously said they'd wait for me, Yatron even bought me a journal to have her sign. The line was long, and I was near the end of it. When Nichole came out, the young lady in the front of the line was crying. "What a nerd," I thought. I was getting closer to the front of the line, what should I say? Some of her songs had really helped me through the last few months, I should tell her that. Or maybe I should just say how incredibly talented she is - but she probably already knows that. I was next in line, my heart started racing, my eyes started tearing. I was next. I handed her my journal and said, ".....this is my friend Yatron..." That was all I could muster. We took a photo, perhaps you can see it in my face "Did I just say, "This is my friend Yatron." to Nichole Nordeman? The lump in my throat didn't leave, even on the drive home. I think its because I realized...I'm a nerd, too...