It has been since 2015 since I made my last entry. There has been so much that has happened and not all good.
As a mother and female I have been growing, expanding my soul, acquiring more patience and watching her grow up. I am able to witness how we learn and how the mind puts peices together. I am been gifted to witness it before my very eyes daily. there is not a moment she is not learning and achieving.
I also had to go through with my family see the house flood. All the important items, documents and furnishings destroyed. As well as trying to save photographs that had no negatives to reprint. The ripping of 6ft pieces of sheet rock. Family, friends and Neighbors helping each other help salvage the house structures. Red Cross providing water and meals, also churches giving lunches and not caring what religion anyone was but a lunch made with love and hope. Everyone worked together as a village and not a community. Hugs and tears and frustrations all shared. Together we moved forward watching small mountain piles of what was once a house on the sidewalks. Broken items, water damaged beds, toys, shelves, clothes and so much what grows within a home as we age. All ages affected here there was no room for religion, age or status. We all were damaged within our house by the very source that helps give us life. But we are still moving along from this damage and the year since it flooded is soon. April 18.
As usual I have made and disconnected friendships, something that is more than normal. It is truly peculiar to experience and watch unravel like a written book that has blank pages full of uncertainty. But at the same time I have lost interest in caring. People come and go and if they cant stick around that is fine too. Until another time but the strings of fate thin and break, but the memory remains. Memories are good and enough for me nowadays.
I have expanded and slowed down my Graphic Design/Photography Business, Sewing Business and now I am looking into making a home baker cookie business. Keep expanding my traits and my passion for art.
I am afterall a tree of my own creativity, I expand in all directions. But more complex than the syntax in my brain.
