March moves in bringing hope that spring is coming soon. I set my eyes on the horizon line and hope summer finds me away from here and on a new path. I believe people come and go in our lives as we need them, sometimes because we have something to learn from them, other times because they have something to learn from us. This last three years I feel it has been I doing the teaching, or bringing the life lessons and I am tired from this. I want to fly free – I want to just be – I want sunrise and sunset, day after day until I grow bored with this rhythm. I want to sit in the soft air of my favorite place on this earth and just be, and if I cannot sit in that soft air, then another spot will turn out to be just as sweet and I am open to this. I once knew someone who told me that I was never satisfied with anything, and now I see the truth in that. I am not satisfied with half-truths, nor am I satisfied with less than I deserve. If I sound selfish, … I am, …and I want that too.
Hello, I really enjoyed reading your last two posts. I usually search for women writer bloggers. But tonight I posted on art and found you. Don’t tell me you painted the art on this blog??? I love impressionism. Funny too, I was just thinking tonight about my daughter’s boyfriend who I call my son. I don’t have a son. But I realize every day that I would miss a lot of love and fun, were he not to be in my life. Please write me. You sound like a lady I’d like to know. Thanks for reading. Tricia Chambers
Ps: I don’t think you sound like you want to much. I don’t think we stop wanting and reaching until we die.
Thank you Tricia,
I apologize for not responding sooner – getting fired from a good job has left me kind of distracted, so please don’t be offended that I didn’t respond to your nice comments sooner. I am slowly coming back to life, and have spent hours writing about this unfortunate turn of events in my life. I am just beginning to get creative with the brush again, and will have some new images to share soon! Thank you again for visiting me.