I have been busy, creating sweet little puffy dresses and shoes. Learning how a simple layout is more effective than a crazy one. Yet through it all, I realize I am doing what I always wanted all along when I was a child. I draw for a living and that could not make me happier.
As I was writing this I was called into a family emergency-My father had a heart attack. We all rushed to his side and offered my parents comfort. I think I was secretly angry that the man who took such great care of me, had trouble keeping up with himself. I think I understood, because he is very much the type that will give himself to others, forgetting to take care of him. I do that too some times. We all do. Can`t say I blame him.
We take in more work than we can, we don`t say no often enough. We schedule our lives to the brink of breaking. I don`t want to do that, ever again. Not if it can take your life. My dad always says-There is a time for everything, a time for rest, a time for play and a time work. I think it`s a bible quote. He is right.
My dad is stable now, doing better and we expect his recovery to be long. I am just thankful he is here another day.
