Before I started HinckleDoodle, I think there was like a 3 year gap where I just stopped being creative. Not that I wasn't creative at all, but I just didn't dabble in my art as much.
My scrapbooks sat around getting dusty.
My sketchbook got lost under other books on the bookshelf.
My easel was lonely in the back of the closet.
I'll admit during those 3 years I felt like I had some sort of quarter-life crisis going on. And again, not that I was so depressed and sad for 3 years straight. HECK NO! I couldn't with the likes of Drew and Owen always being in my company and our beloved pups. Just that period in life where you feel like Life itself lifts you up in a tornado and you don't know when it's going to put you down. And it won't unless you tell it to stop.
And I did...My husband was in South Korea at the time (he's in the Army). We were supposed to be able to live with him, but they were way over capacity. So Owen and I had to stay back in the states.
He was gone for an ENTIRE YEAR!!!
(And I feel like I should add...before my husband joined the Army. We had never been apart for more than 4 days straight and that only happened once because he had to and we weren't allowed to go. And we've been together for 6, almost 7 years!)
Finally, last June while he was away, I decided I'm going to get back in touch with my artistic/crafty self. And I've never looked back. It was part of me that was missing and begging to come back.
The point of this post is that I'm just thankful.
I am thankful that I've realized that I wake up each morning so excited for the day.
I am thankful that I have the ability to create and it's gotten me nearly 3600 fans on my Facebook page.
I am thankful that my husband and daughter are so encouraging and supportive of me and HinckleDoodle.
I am thankful that today is another day that I get to do what I love.
I send my husband to work with a kiss goodbye. I spend my morning with my daughter and send her off to school and sometimes she'll read me a book on the way to the bus stop. Then I come back and have coffee and get to relish in the knowing that I have a life full of love and art.
We waste too much precious time worrying about what others think and say. I just don't anymore.
Every one has an opinion and it's taken me 25 years to realize that no one can hurt me or bring me down unless I let them. Such a simple thought which I guess is why it's easily forgotten.
It's one of my life mantras I established after leaving Missouri and I've never been happier!
Do you have a life mantra that you live by?
I have several.
I'd love to hear yours! Maybe I could add it to my repertoire. :)
Happy Monday, readers!