I have been so busy lately. Keep meaning to write, then think, is anyone interested in the craziness that is my life. We all have crazy lives, right? Mine is not really crazy, just unpredictable. No day like the last one. No week like the one before and not sure what the next week will bring. I suppose this would drive some people crazy. No routine, not knowing what is coming up next. I sometimes complain that I wish I had been an accountant or some other job that would offer a steady paycheck and predictability, but I know I could not handle that. I can’t imagine doing the same thing day in and day out. It is just not me. I am so happy that I finally have embraced that about myself. I have begun to accept the things that make me me. Like waking up and having a million things to do and at the same time not knowing if I will have any work to do next week. I am busier than ever and work just keeps coming. This past spring has been just wonderul with my festivals and art shows. The Decatur Arts Festival was just amazing. I got so much work and met so many people. Design work keeps me completely busy as well. And the part time job I keep to ensure rent is always there is a blessing – although I know me and we will see how much longer it lasts. My art is really beginning to get noticed and I look forward to what the future brings. New business partnerships are being made and for the first time in years design work has me excited again. Life has so many things to make me excited to get to be here living it. My kids are happy and healthy and getting to experience wonderful things all on their own. I need to write a whole other post about them, but I am so utterly in love and proud of my babies I could burst at the seams. What joy these two amazing beings bring me on a daily basis.
I realize while writing this that I have so much to say and maybe I should write more often again. Maybe it doesn’t matter if anyone is reading ir not, by writing it down I am acknowleging the wonderful things life is letting me experience. After a dark winter, a struggling spring, it seems that summer is my time to shine again. And shining feels really wonderful.