Nothing like a couple days home sick to make you nostalgic and thankful for all the things life has to offer. First, as terrible as it may sound, I'm thankful that my bestest bestie was home sick with me. Misery loves company, so they say.
I realize that I have failed at many things. I'm a terrible blogger. I'm a horrible 365er. And I'm really bad at finishing projects that I start. There is a painting on the easel that is waiting for me to be re-inspired. There's a clock face I purchased the other day waiting for me to figure out how to make my vision become reality. There's a whole pile of laundry sitting on the hearth that I have yet to put away. Failure.
Many things I have finished, though. I should name a few to keep my spirits up. I completed my first masters in 2 years and am about to start my second one. I finished many paintings this past summer that warmed heart and fed my soul. I'm usually prepared for my daily grind teaching kindergarten to a group of truly loveable munchkins. I typically cook a decent meal (nearly) every evening. Of course, that's about to change when the second masters starts but that's ok. Things have a way of working out.
I'm also almost finished with a really good book and I can't wait to start the next one.
So, I guess failure is all relative and dependent upon your way of looking at it.... those great Impressionists had the right idea.
Well, that's me trying to catch up while waxing nostalgic and being thankful for my happy life. There are many things I'd like to change, many moments I'd like to un-do, but the moments I'd like re-do far outweigh the un's.
Maybe I'm not such a failure after all.
With love,
Jen ♥
