I have always been a thinker and often-times, an over-thinker. Many people are guilty of this (especially women.) Since losing my job, I have had PLENTY of time to think. Sometimes, I think about my worth or lack thereof. It is truly amazing how much of our self-worth is linked to our jobs. It defines us and I felt as though I lacked definition. That is until last night...
After a fabulous anniversary dinner date/trip to the library with my sweetie, it struck me: I AM AN ARTIST. Therefore, I have a job. I have been given a gift: time. I get to experiment in the kitchen, garden, walk, take photos, sing and dance, enjoy the sun, see my friends, and CREATE. Sitting behind a desk would limit these experiences, so why am I moaning. I should be reveling in it.
I have decided to spend the rest of the time I have been given doing just that. I will be focusing more on creating embroidery patterns to share and to sell. I will complete that blasted set model. I will embellish. I will make. JOY!
I have gotten to make new complicated recipes and even adapt a few of my own.
I have explored.
I have embraced cultures, danced, and smiled.
I have enjoyed the splendor of nature (and cooled off!)
I have enjoyed special moments with special people.
I have acted like a kid.
I am free. I will survive and thrive.
Stay tuned for my next new step, teany.tiny.stiches.
My first designs will be inspired by Downton Abbey.
Thank you all for your support!