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I knew a lot was possible. That's just a simple by product of running this website. I see remarkable stuff all the time.
And my own personal experience has been remarkable. I've seen war, the Oscars, The Super Bowl. But I can honestly say I've never been confetti.
That is, until this week's trip to Memphis, TN.
My book signing at the Davis Kidd Bookstore was hosted by the local chapter of Ladies Who Launch. The group is led by a remarkable force of nature who goes by the name Tammy Gunnels.
That's Tammy, second from the right.
I've been to Memphis quite a few times before. I knew the city had assets like Graceland, Beale Street, the Mississippi River. Now I can add Tammy to that list. Or as I came to dub her over the last couple days, "The Tammy."
This mom of four is coming into her own as she discovers her purpose in life is to help women discover their purpose and network through LWL.
I should've known this trip to Memphis was going to be quite a trip from the moment Tammy picked me up at the Memphis airport. There she was waiting at the bottom of the escalator holding a copy of my book, sporting a smile that stretched to the Arkansas border.
Tammy spent the weeks leading up to my visit harassing, er, encouraging every soul she came across in Memphis that they had to come to my book signing. She had special cards printed up that encouraged folks to come to the Davis Kidd bookstore and they had better bring some friends, as well.
She set up interviews with media outlets all over town and escorted me to each one as smoothly as any seasoned public relations professional.
Just as we were pulling up to visit with the "Live at 9" folks, Tammy shared a confession. "I hope this is OK," she shared. "I made some confetti."
"Confetti?" I asked not sure where she was going with this.
"I wanted your book signing to be special and festive, so I decided we needed some confetti," Tammy explained.
She held up a Ziploc bag full of round discs about the size of a quarter. I could see my face staring back at me through the plastic.
Tammy explained how she went on DarynKagan.com, pulled off images of me, the book, "What's Possible," and went to work using an old scrapbook hole puncher.
Sure enough, at the book signing those round discs were everywhere! Those poor book store people will probably still be finding them months from now just as I'm still finding sparkly confetti from last year's 4th of July party on my deck.
It was a wonderful evening and I thank all the folks who came out to greet me.
And to The Tammy—as I told you, you are a force of nature, a true gift and as fine a Southern hostess as there ever was. Thanks for expanding my horizons. Confetti? Who knew!
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