I don’t normally go around admitting in public how greatly thankful I am for what I have. My life, my home, my family…. so many things unspoken. I witness what trials others go through in their lives, what pains their family cause them, and how they become laden with their own burdens. Of course don’t think for one minute that my life has been perfect without its own troubles, but they have been minor and I have gotten through them and have come to this place of peace and thankfulness. I’m grateful for a husband who loves me without question, who accepts me for who I am and doesn’t try to change me into something I’m not. I’m grateful for a son who has grown into a mature, sensible adult. I’m grateful for the roof over my head, the bed that I sleep in and the time for me to expand my mind and to create. I’m grateful for it all.
Recently:
- Continuing Chaos
- what used to be the shower
- …and so the demolition begins
- Introducing……..
- Home for the Holidays
- It’s coming… the Holidays are coming!
- Artful Weekend(s)
- A Walk in the Garden
- Catch a Falling Star
- Dog Days?
