I've started lots of new things here recently and hit lots of road blocks. The kid vintage craft series and the Hello, Dear, letters have been introduced but they haven't been consistent. I really do have those ideas tucked away and ready to be unpacked, but I'm one that tends to load the wheel barrow and then I can't push it. It's too heavy.
Right now, my wheel barrow is loaded. To the top. I'm sorting through feelings and looking for answers and yet, it's one of the most inspirational times in my life, too. My father died last week. We had his services on Monday. No matter what kind of relationship you have with your parents, it still hurts. But I keep on going. And then I have time to sit and think and process, and I'll let a little bit of that happen and then I decide it's time to be busy again so I don't have to think about it.
The last text message I got from my dad was, "Happy New Year. I love you." I don't want to forget that no matter what. I haven't deleted it from my phone and I probably won't.
I wanted to write about it here, because this is my journal, too. It's not just a place to post pretty pictures and show you all the cool things we find. It's a place for me to look back and remember, and the memories are what are the treasures. And they are why I do what I do in my spare time--preserve memories for those that don't; preserve my own for my family that comes long after I'm gone.
Thanks for listening. Soon life will take back over move right along. I'm thankful for this little place and for the peace that comes from working on it behind the scenes. Sometimes writing it down is all it takes to feel better.