My Friends Call Me "B"

Heya Sweet Friends, Welcome to the Blue House!

You made it, here -Here to “The Corner of Eighth & Grace”

Where you undoubtedly and unashamedly will find me with my Bible, my phone, and a coffee in my hand….a lavender latte to be exact. I could not be happier that you have found your way into this piece of my world, I am so thankful to have you here, on this journey with me.

Me, who is me? This is me.

Lover of Jesus and self-professed coffee extraordinaire. Wonder Woman unmasked, minus the Wonder.
The face behind this lovely little Blog, House of Eight. The daydream believer responsible for the House & Table concept of Eighth & Grace, which has been inspired by design to operationally fund The collaborative Metanoia Project.

The Hope Hub Orchestrator, The Aspiring Author, The Newbie Blogger, The Boutique Owner, The Eyes behind the Lens, The Designer And Do it Yourselfer behind it all. The Momma The Myth, And The Not so Legend in her own mind right here.

Right here, Brandy A. Dawson

The A if you couldn’t have guessed it on your own is for my middle name; to look a little more put together than what I really am. I don't spell it out because, well I don’t reckon anyone really does that anymore do they? Go by their first and middle name, even if they are a sassy southern belle from a small one-horse town or passed the age of 5?

I figure it’s just too long and to be perfectly honest, I don’t love the name Annette, as it has always made me feel so old. Now that I sit here and write this, I realize my mom must have known what she was doing, I am and have always been an old soul. Annette, the name that I had never loved, that has always made me feel old was chosen and destined with the Hebrew origin in mind “favored by Grace” when given to me, which prophesied who I am before I was ever knit in my mother’s womb.

And to think, all this time, I thought my name was just old and plain. Although, when I was younger, I found out no matter how old or how plain, it wasn’t common enough to be plastered on key chains and cups like all the other girls, which was another reason I didn’t love it.

Actually, now that I think about it and being perfectly honest, I must confess.
I must be honest and let you in on a secret. I had never loved anything about my name first or middle. It is so plain, but it’s mine. It’s me, an old soul favored by grace. I had always dreamed as a little girl of having a name that just sounded like a movie star when rolling off my tongue. I would look up to the sky and raise my hands up and out like I was reading my name on a Grand Marquis, but I am far from having my name in lights.

I am just me.

Nothing fancy not even fanc-e-ish, not a celebrity, no one famous, just me. A little plain, an old soul with a BIG voice and a lotta love to give. Lover of all things glitter and wise enough to know it’s not all gold.

Now that you're here friend, you can call me B.

While I can’t promise you fame or introduce you to anyone famous what I can promise you is, this blog is from the heart of me, the real me. Nothing hidden no filters, just me. The Raw unpolished, vulnerably exposed, and really messy version of me. So, if you are looking to take a reading journey full of all the feels, you’ll find your place here. If you are ready to go with me on A roller coaster ride of emotions while I expose my hidden most inward parts in hopes to help you find healing for your soul, well then!

You came to the right place, the corner of Eighth & Grace.

I pray you will be encouraged as you embark on this new journey with me.

I am sharing with you my disclaimer that by fate, a fall led me to answer the call. I am a Nurse Practitioner turned blogger that is not qualified by any means at all to give advice, to be a life coach, a designer, a chef, a fashionista or a writer of anything fancy.... yet here I am.

Technically, I am quite the opposite; admittedly nowhere near qualified to write but, yet I manage to have more than enough to say and destined to tell the story.
From the bottom of my heart, which is as deep as well, thank you! I am so happy you are here. It truly means the world to me! I hope you stay, and I pray you are encouraged as you embark on this journey with me, it is going to be the best one yet.

Xo,
B, the girl in the blue house.