<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531672663484878547</id><updated>2012-02-24T08:54:02.827-08:00</updated><category term='4th Post ~ In Great Company'/><category term='6th Post ~ Keep on Trucking'/><category term='3rd Post - Do your research first'/><category term='5th Post ~ Think before you speak'/><category term='2nd Post ~ Technically I am qualified'/><category term='7th Post ~ Where did the love go?'/><category term='1st Post ~ Praying for a baby'/><title type='text'>LITTLE BIT OF FAITH, LITTLE BIT OF FUNNY</title><subtitle type='html'>Little bit of Faith, Little bit of funny ~ my youngest said, “I talk to God,but I don’t know if He's sending messages back.” We started talking about Faith and believing in the things you can't see….</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>By Katie Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14094406974552704795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qv8ZD6LN_Y/TwWxIGfdg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Sb3GJDKt7J0/s220/Katie%2BGrant%252C%2BHaven%2527s%2BHeaven%2BProfile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531672663484878547.post-2950672607748622138</id><published>2012-02-14T04:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T10:32:02.330-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7th Post ~ Where did the love go?'/><title type='text'>"Where did the love go?"</title><content type='html'>﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJvD3OqLqI4/TzpH3aCS2NI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gB10Ry-0qsE/s1600/IMAG1672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJvD3OqLqI4/TzpH3aCS2NI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gB10Ry-0qsE/s320/IMAG1672.jpg" width="320" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I ate it." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As I am counting my Valentine Blessings and being thankful for the love in our home (and trying not to eat every wonderful sweet in sight!),&amp;nbsp;I can't help but remember a conversation I had with my oldest when she was four years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It was time for bed and we had read our books and she said, &lt;em&gt;"Mommy, tell me how your parents aren't married anymore..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I said, "Well, they were married and when I was two, then they got divorced, which means you break up." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She said, &lt;em&gt;"Mommy, no, I don't understand." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I said, "Well, sometimes when people are&amp;nbsp;married,&amp;nbsp;they don't get along..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mommy, no, I don't understand." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Well, you are married on a peice of paper and&amp;nbsp;you have to go&amp;nbsp;to a lawyer to get divorced." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mommy, no, I don't understand." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;At this point I am like Help!&amp;nbsp;"You go to a judge...." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Again, &lt;em&gt;"Mommy, I don't understand, I mean... &lt;strong&gt;Where did the LOVE go&lt;/strong&gt;?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sometimes as a parent you know God is by your side and&amp;nbsp;helps you find the answer. I tearfully said, "Sweetie, I don't know where the love went, but what I do know is that your Mommy and Daddy love each other very much." It might not sound profound, but I know I had help when I said it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Oh, and we will have a whole different conversation when she is 14...like you can't&amp;nbsp;date till you are 30, get to know someone really well... make sure you get along... and any boy will&amp;nbsp;fill out the "Application to Date my Daughter"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;as my husband cleans a gun at the coffee table... but I have time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿So you as you celebrate Valentines Day, I hope you feel loved and celebrate the love it your home, and remember the sweet verses below, also read at our wedding ~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GQWC7kkFZrE/TzpL_r3ZoOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rpbEN_Pz8Lc/s1600/11-F2E47AFC-1948125-960.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GQWC7kkFZrE/TzpL_r3ZoOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/rpbEN_Pz8Lc/s200/11-F2E47AFC-1948125-960.jpg" width="150" yda="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;13 Valentines &amp;amp; 13 (or something) pounds later ~&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day Honey!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;em&gt;Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act&amp;nbsp; unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails... &lt;strong&gt;But now faith, hope, love, abide these three; but the greatest of these is love&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; 1 Corinthians 13:4-7,13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3531672663484878547-2950672607748622138?l=bykatiegrant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/feeds/2950672607748622138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2012/02/where-did-love-go.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/2950672607748622138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/2950672607748622138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2012/02/where-did-love-go.html' title='&quot;Where did the love go?&quot;'/><author><name>By Katie Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14094406974552704795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qv8ZD6LN_Y/TwWxIGfdg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Sb3GJDKt7J0/s220/Katie%2BGrant%252C%2BHaven%2527s%2BHeaven%2BProfile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJvD3OqLqI4/TzpH3aCS2NI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gB10Ry-0qsE/s72-c/IMAG1672.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531672663484878547.post-4476176300110603622</id><published>2012-01-26T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T05:35:42.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6th Post ~ Keep on Trucking'/><title type='text'>Keep on Trucking</title><content type='html'>So this post is really for all of us out there who are trying to make something happen, who are getting inspired by all the quotes people put on Facebook, like, &lt;em&gt;"Better to try than say you never did"...&lt;/em&gt; Or the new page quotes people are "pinning"..&amp;nbsp;and I have to confess I also get inspired by American Idol! The singer in me who was &lt;em&gt;not ever good at singing&lt;/em&gt; just loves that show!&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-As84QTnUMCU/TyfteONN9gI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmE20LBEQ6g/s1600/Golden+girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" sda="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-As84QTnUMCU/TyfteONN9gI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmE20LBEQ6g/s400/Golden+girls.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture from my days in a&amp;nbsp;singing group&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Keep on Trucking"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, &lt;em&gt;not really&lt;/em&gt;, but look what you can get at Goodwill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿&amp;nbsp;So I am forever working on marketing my labor of love and I had to giggle yesterday&amp;nbsp;as I worked all day&amp;nbsp; fancy-ing up my website and making a new&amp;nbsp;YouTube video,&amp;nbsp;while I had cleaners here cleaning the house around me! &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I didn't even move for the vacumn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dnKVvi-s0_w/TyQciOnpCjI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/acWYdf-PrFE/s200/cleaning%2520a%2520chore.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="174" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Clearly if I didn't have the tunnell vision obsession for my sweet book, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;technically&lt;/strong&gt; would be cleaning the house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;BUT we all know which is more fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. Thank you to my husband for indulging this dream of mine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And truthfully, I was never very good at cleaning, but that is another blog post!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And I have added some new vocabulary to my Marketing 101&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Embedding is not something a tick does &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A mouseover is also quick like&amp;nbsp;a rodent&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pinning is very time consuming just like sewing, but they have nothing to do&amp;nbsp;with each other...Oh I&amp;nbsp;take that back, you could PIN sewing! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;It doesn't matter&amp;nbsp;what your dream or passion is, just&amp;nbsp;keep it alive...&lt;em&gt;Alas, here it is.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/es7_Iwjhlvg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/es7_Iwjhlvg?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/es7_Iwjhlvg?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3531672663484878547-4476176300110603622?l=bykatiegrant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/feeds/4476176300110603622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-on-trucking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/4476176300110603622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/4476176300110603622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-on-trucking.html' title='Keep on Trucking'/><author><name>By Katie Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14094406974552704795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qv8ZD6LN_Y/TwWxIGfdg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Sb3GJDKt7J0/s220/Katie%2BGrant%252C%2BHaven%2527s%2BHeaven%2BProfile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-As84QTnUMCU/TyfteONN9gI/AAAAAAAAAMg/bmE20LBEQ6g/s72-c/Golden+girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531672663484878547.post-8213816182557328608</id><published>2012-01-03T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T08:56:01.279-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5th Post ~ Think before you speak'/><title type='text'>Think before you speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChQygbxEPHQ/TwM_J6AnnwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Fv915_CkmSg/s1600/IMAG0418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChQygbxEPHQ/TwM_J6AnnwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Fv915_CkmSg/s320/IMAG0418.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recently I had the wonderful opportunity to be part of the 2011 Savannah Children's Book Festival. There was an awesome reception the night before where I and the other "Coastal Authors" a.k.a. &lt;i&gt;mostly self-published&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp; were in the same room wih the "Famous Authors", a.k.a. &lt;i&gt;Publisher represented&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a empowering feeling to be side by side and recognized with such talent, we even got to sign the wall in the library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was a success with thousands in attendance and I even got to sell my book to a sweet little girl named Haven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m09edaUtauY/TwNABd2_i7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/WA--US002Fk/s1600/IMAG0420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m09edaUtauY/TwNABd2_i7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/WA--US002Fk/s320/IMAG0420.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnqH4vptCNU/TwNAeAy6maI/AAAAAAAAAIo/H0-yXN83gic/s1600/IMAG0422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pnqH4vptCNU/TwNAeAy6maI/AAAAAAAAAIo/H0-yXN83gic/s200/IMAG0422.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o7sYclpOJ8A/TwNBLtJIMWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/KQ4YXTyr2xY/s1600/IMAG0431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o7sYclpOJ8A/TwNBLtJIMWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/KQ4YXTyr2xY/s200/IMAG0431.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to tell you a bit about myself, I have been told many times during conversations that I don't preface the topic I am speaking about...I just jump right in...leaving some slightly confused.&amp;nbsp; A few close friends have no problem following "Katie Talk" (my&amp;nbsp;husband isn't always one of them!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am at this wonderful event, and this man comes up and asks, "How did you come up with the name Haven for the book?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respond, "Well, when my daughter was born, it was her name for about two hours, then..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked so sad, and said, "I'm so sorry.." I stood there confused and it took me a second, then I said, "Oh, no, what I was about to say was....then we changed her name. She is seven years old. It was only her name for two hours because my husband had another name in mind!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I may not have the same sense of humor, but I sure got a chuckle out of that conversation once we were all straight.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I should have said was, "Haven is is my father-in-laws middle name and the perfect name for my first book."&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Happy New Year to all as we embark on the adventure 2012 brings.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3531672663484878547-8213816182557328608?l=bykatiegrant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/feeds/8213816182557328608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2012/01/think-before-you-speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/8213816182557328608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/8213816182557328608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2012/01/think-before-you-speak.html' title='Think before you speak'/><author><name>By Katie Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14094406974552704795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qv8ZD6LN_Y/TwWxIGfdg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Sb3GJDKt7J0/s220/Katie%2BGrant%252C%2BHaven%2527s%2BHeaven%2BProfile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ChQygbxEPHQ/TwM_J6AnnwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Fv915_CkmSg/s72-c/IMAG0418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531672663484878547.post-1188594159533201843</id><published>2011-11-13T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T08:55:32.057-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th Post ~ In Great Company'/><title type='text'>In Great Company</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a super day! I had two book signings in Decatur-the first at &lt;em&gt;Cokesbury Book Store&lt;/em&gt; and the second at &lt;em&gt;The Little Shop of Stories&lt;/em&gt;. I always enjoy sharing Haven's Heaven with people and coloring with kids, they are really inspirational. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lots of contacts who are excited about the &lt;strong&gt;upcoming coloring book&lt;/strong&gt;.﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUbFqxt7A2A/TwyLRu2liBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ArZOI9xkhOI/s1600/Haven%2527s+Heaven+work+desk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUbFqxt7A2A/TwyLRu2liBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ArZOI9xkhOI/s320/Haven%2527s+Heaven+work+desk.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Coloring Book in the works &lt;br /&gt;in my second office, the dining room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿But best of all, I got to meet almost a dozen self-published authors, who all have great books, and know that I am not alone....... We are all proud of our work, excited to share it with people, and getting the word out... one book at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TTEABBAxVP4/TwyH9MAU4zI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Xi_4wpH5sdQ/s1600/IMAG0373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TTEABBAxVP4/TwyH9MAU4zI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Xi_4wpH5sdQ/s320/IMAG0373.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some wonderful drawings these girls did for their Nana! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well except for Donna Whitten, who sold several hundred copies of her book, "Pocket full of questions" right away! I enjoyed sitting next to her at Little Shop of Stories in Decatur and sharing some laughs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for all the great marketing ideas I received from everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3531672663484878547-1188594159533201843?l=bykatiegrant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/feeds/1188594159533201843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-great-company.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/1188594159533201843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/1188594159533201843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-great-company.html' title='In Great Company'/><author><name>By Katie Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14094406974552704795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qv8ZD6LN_Y/TwWxIGfdg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Sb3GJDKt7J0/s220/Katie%2BGrant%252C%2BHaven%2527s%2BHeaven%2BProfile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EUbFqxt7A2A/TwyLRu2liBI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ArZOI9xkhOI/s72-c/Haven%2527s+Heaven+work+desk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531672663484878547.post-6585829444519018592</id><published>2011-11-10T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T08:30:49.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Post - Do your research first'/><title type='text'>Do all your research first…say WHAT?</title><content type='html'>The book began to take shape with all the questions and was ready to illustrate.&amp;nbsp; I took art classes with the fabulous Cathy Little (clittleartist.com). It was the start of a great friendship and Cathy was very patient. She told me to use watercolor, I used acrylic… &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0Ja3sS3-eo/TyQSCAwmPMI/AAAAAAAAALw/YHL9wrc5IsE/s1600/IMAG1383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0Ja3sS3-eo/TyQSCAwmPMI/AAAAAAAAALw/YHL9wrc5IsE/s320/IMAG1383.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, five years later, and three versions, alas, the project complete…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;in watercolor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿So what do you do now, send to publishers? Well…small detail found in some “Publishing 101 for Dummies“ book after the fact: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It is very hard to “Make It” as a author AND illustrator.&lt;br /&gt;Almost impossible. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were Publishing Formats and Publishing Rules, and so much more! Well, I really liked my book… I mean it was complete, it even had a name, &lt;i&gt;'Haven's Heaven&lt;/i&gt;'. And it was dedicated to the three previously mentioned families, and most importantly, it had their blessings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to&lt;b&gt; self-publish&lt;/b&gt;. A family member was already in the works self-publishing a children’s book with Mirror Publishing, so I used them too. The benefit of self-publishing was &lt;i&gt;immediate release&lt;/i&gt; and it would be exactly how I wanted it. The drawback is that &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; would do all the marketing… and I (err... my husband) paid out of pocket for the publishing of the books (thank you!).&amp;nbsp; Six hundred books to be exact (of the one million, yes one million, I told my dad I would sell, okay, I was being overly optimistic, I think we compromised on 10,000.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past year, I have been on the fast track of “Marketing Your Book 101” self-researched by Katie Grant. I now can tell you that a Zip drive is a the little doohickey you plug into the computer to save files on, a PDF is much better than a JPG because of a bit map (whatever that is), a &lt;i&gt;Tweet&lt;/i&gt; doesn't come from a bird, a &lt;i&gt;Post&lt;/i&gt; isn't on a porch, being &lt;i&gt;Followed&lt;/i&gt; is &lt;b&gt;good&lt;/b&gt;, and you can never be &lt;i&gt;Liked&lt;/i&gt; by to many people. And also, people don't magically find your website and want to buy your book because &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; like it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRtQHoOjqE8/TyQgq-lHHlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0VyYlBM3wh0/s1600/stop.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pRtQHoOjqE8/TyQgq-lHHlI/AAAAAAAAAMY/0VyYlBM3wh0/s200/stop.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And MOST IMPORTANTLY, &lt;br /&gt;before you get your website &lt;u&gt;paid for and printed on the back of your book&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;you REALLY, REALLY... &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;REALLY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; should make sure a porn &lt;strong&gt;(yes, I said, PORN) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;company did not own your website name back in the 90’s.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So apparently, there is another &lt;i&gt;Haven&lt;/i&gt;. It was my father-in-law's middle name, who would have thought! I found this out after proudly emailing my new website to former colleagues and they responded, “I couldn’t access it due to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;'pornographic and inappropriate content&lt;/i&gt;'&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was a children’s book, ha, ha” &lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In a panic I paid some online computer genius to tell me how to 'FIX' it, and was told “there was nothing I could do, that it was a former porn site”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Soooo, I got to thinking......who blocked my site? &lt;b&gt;The Blocker Companies! &lt;/b&gt;I started emailing them one by one, and low and behold, they started “recoding” my website from &lt;i&gt;inappropriate &lt;/i&gt;to&lt;i&gt; safe.&lt;/i&gt; (I may have missed a couple “blocker” companies,&amp;nbsp; so do let me know.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;AND, then I emailed the computer &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“genius" and got my money back! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAr672tewgk/TwyJ0-EDfNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/01jY063EtfU/s1600/LifeWay+Poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAr672tewgk/TwyJ0-EDfNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/01jY063EtfU/s320/LifeWay+Poster.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My poster from my first LifeWay Book Signing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haven's Heaven was published a year and two weeks ago, and I have sold over 250 copies. I just learned that 250 is the average self-publishers sell, but we will just forget that statistic, cuz I told my dad, I would sell......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3531672663484878547-6585829444519018592?l=bykatiegrant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/feeds/6585829444519018592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2011/11/do-all-your-research-firstsay-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/6585829444519018592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/6585829444519018592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2011/11/do-all-your-research-firstsay-what.html' title='Do all your research first…say WHAT?'/><author><name>By Katie Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14094406974552704795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qv8ZD6LN_Y/TwWxIGfdg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Sb3GJDKt7J0/s220/Katie%2BGrant%252C%2BHaven%2527s%2BHeaven%2BProfile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e0Ja3sS3-eo/TyQSCAwmPMI/AAAAAAAAALw/YHL9wrc5IsE/s72-c/IMAG1383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531672663484878547.post-5818670577694877840</id><published>2011-11-01T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:27:10.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Post ~ Technically I am qualified'/><title type='text'>Technically, I am qualified....</title><content type='html'>﻿&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlY_8oo9jb0/TyQTK8ASCVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8JnMgJcf-tk/s1600/IMAG0123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlY_8oo9jb0/TyQTK8ASCVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8JnMgJcf-tk/s200/IMAG0123.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to wear glasses in all my interviews after college so I would look smart-er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe I just chose the wrong ones!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I have been asked by people who were simply curious, “What made you think you could write and illustrate a book?“ I have always been crafty and taken art classes my whole life, and have two brothers who are writers,&amp;nbsp;but I guess that &lt;i&gt;doesn’t technically qualify me…&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿In 2004, our friend’s son passed away a month shy of his 4th birthday from an aggressive brain tumor.&amp;nbsp; Our daughter was almost 2 when he passed away and she asked, “Do you celebrate your birthday in Heaven?” I remember that struck me as very “coincidental” because we did not mention his upcoming birthday. That is the first question I wrote down, I didn‘t know why, but I wrote it down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in 2005, another friend’s daughter passed away at the age of 6 after a sudden illness. Our children were now 3 ½ and 1 ½, and a week later my oldest asked, “If I let a balloon go, will it go all the way to Heaven?” Also coincidental, as she did not attend the funeral and see the school-age children releasing balloons at the service. That was the second question I wrote down of many more to come, thinking “I should do a children’s book” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time later, we had dinner with our former pastor from Savannah and his wife. I had my folder of questions in the car. I shared my book idea with them and said I wanted to represent Jonathon in the book. At the end of dinner, Carol told me how 9 months after Jonathon died, his sister said “Mommy, I know what Jonathon does in Heaven! He paints the rainbow!” Little did she know, “Mommy, who paints the rainbow?” was just asked a week earlier and it was written down in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ntD4H2kYyYI/TwyI5cAjbsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yrWeEiiax7s/s1600/Havens+heaven+final_page11_image1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ntD4H2kYyYI/TwyI5cAjbsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yrWeEiiax7s/s320/Havens+heaven+final_page11_image1.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could have blown me over with a feather, and I knew at the moment, it wasn’t a matter of &lt;i&gt;“I should do a book" &lt;/i&gt;it was, I &lt;b&gt;“have”&lt;/b&gt; to do this book.&amp;nbsp; I began to tell people with a new confidence and determination, that I was going to do this book, I wasn’t sure how yet… but I was sure… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now you may ask… what qualifies me to do a blog? Well, I have two brothers that have blogs, so technically, I must be qualified!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3531672663484878547-5818670577694877840?l=bykatiegrant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/feeds/5818670577694877840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2011/11/technically-i-am-qualified.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/5818670577694877840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/5818670577694877840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2011/11/technically-i-am-qualified.html' title='Technically, I am qualified....'/><author><name>By Katie Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14094406974552704795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qv8ZD6LN_Y/TwWxIGfdg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Sb3GJDKt7J0/s220/Katie%2BGrant%252C%2BHaven%2527s%2BHeaven%2BProfile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OlY_8oo9jb0/TyQTK8ASCVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8JnMgJcf-tk/s72-c/IMAG0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3531672663484878547.post-8054922641757789980</id><published>2011-10-28T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T07:04:05.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Post ~ Praying for a baby'/><title type='text'>Praying for a baby...</title><content type='html'>Recently I shared my testimony with my church, and it seems like a fitting place to start. My parents were separated right after I was born and officially divorced when I was two. I was not “knowingly” baptized as a child. (my father’s mother may have had my brother and I baptized, which doesn’t surprise me!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I grew up in a Unitarian church with my mom, and The Catholic church when visiting my dad.&amp;nbsp; At a Catholic service with my dad I almost gave my step-grandmother a heart attack doing the sign of the cross with the left hand instead of right. I think it is the sign of devil or something, who knew??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg-CrV4usPg/TyQNmYN-XZI/AAAAAAAAALg/-MuqgvsIbDQ/s1600/IMAG1360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="183" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg-CrV4usPg/TyQNmYN-XZI/AAAAAAAAALg/-MuqgvsIbDQ/s200/IMAG1360.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fast forward to being happily married with a beautiful 6-week old child and after seeing that little miracle, it was time to go to church! So we went to a church across the street and were received by a wonderful congregation of elderly folks eager to show us some love.&amp;nbsp; Not having family of our own in town, it was a perfect fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Unbeknown to us, at that same church, a wonderful lady, Belle, had been sitting in the church nursery for six months by herself each Sunday.&amp;nbsp; She sat and prayed for a baby to come to the church. Well, she prayed and we arrived. Belle was a little upset with me though because I was quite the neurotic first time mom and wouldn’t leave our baby in the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nursery with her… at least for the first couple months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We later joined that church, (Grace United Methodist Church) in Savannah, GA, and on my 30th birthday I was baptized there, as well as our first child. It was a wonderful start for my little family in understanding the importance of the church and a church family. I also learned that church people are “normal” too. And because I was “officially a Christian”, I wasn’t expected to be perfect, or be just like anyone else. That Faith wasn’t a thing, but a Journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I became friends with the pastor, Brother Eric, and his wife, Carol, and we often had refreshing, candid conversations as my year old daughter would take all the books off the shelf in his office, one by one. They forgave me when I made homemade chicken pot pie and Brother Eric had a mild heart attack after he left that evening… I also learned about the painful loss of their young son Jonathon to a brain tumor on May 19th, 1982.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hhd9FY2FLg/TwyKj3s0t1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Xr6e_Rm_xFg/s1600/Havens+heaven+final_page25_image1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" kba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hhd9FY2FLg/TwyKj3s0t1I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Xr6e_Rm_xFg/s200/Havens+heaven+final_page25_image1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While at Grace, I collaborated on a wonderful VBS that had almost 60 kids, the prior year there were only 10. It was a huge success, and just what this stay-at-home mom’s confidence needed, a match made in Heaven! &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;But it wasn’t until 9 years later, when I was writing down my thoughts&amp;nbsp; to share my testimony, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;that I realized the importance of Belle faithfully praying each Sunday for a baby.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3531672663484878547-8054922641757789980?l=bykatiegrant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/feeds/8054922641757789980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2011/10/praying-for-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/8054922641757789980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3531672663484878547/posts/default/8054922641757789980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bykatiegrant.blogspot.com/2011/10/praying-for-baby.html' title='Praying for a baby...'/><author><name>By Katie Grant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14094406974552704795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Qv8ZD6LN_Y/TwWxIGfdg_I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Sb3GJDKt7J0/s220/Katie%2BGrant%252C%2BHaven%2527s%2BHeaven%2BProfile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fg-CrV4usPg/TyQNmYN-XZI/AAAAAAAAALg/-MuqgvsIbDQ/s72-c/IMAG1360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
