There is an old proverb I’ve been thinking about lately – “A Journey of a Thousand Miles begins with One Step.” I’m probably mis-quoting it, but that is how I remember it at the moment.
I’ve been organizing old photos recently and just amazed at the distance I have traveled in my life the past 25 years.
I’ve been to the UK and France, something I had dreamed of since I was a little girl in Kansas.
I’m married to my very dearest friend and, even after being together for nearly 15 years, he still manages to surprise me and make me laugh at life.
I am mother to 2 beautiful little boys, though I do question my sanity at times about entering the parenting adventure a bit late in the game.
I live in the mountains in a simple and comfortable home, surrounded by pine trees and wildlife.
I’ve said good-bye to friends that have left this lifetime and said hello to the arrival of infants to other friends.
I’ve watched some of those children grow up and even graduate from high school and college.
I’ve worked in numerous careers and am now making a living thru work that draws from that lifetime of diversity.
Best of all, I’ve come to a place in my life where I appreciate the joys and grieve the sorrows when necessary. I know that this journey is not over and life will continue to unfold in ways that I have yet to imagine.
Maybe this calm moment is the product of being tired from working many hours, both as a mother and designer. Maybe it is my habit of overlaying the rhythm of my crocheting over my daily life. Either way, my hope is for all of you to have a similar moment.