I started this blog because I make a lot of things people think are cool, and I like to write. Combine the two and I thought maybe, just maybe I could even make some money.
Instead, somewhere along the way I got knocked over the head with this unexpected thing called infertility, along with a host of mental troubles that go with something like that. Depression sucks. There wasn’t much creativity or desire to write happening. Getting out of bed and smiling occasionally were accomplishments for a while.
Now on the other side, shaking off the cobwebs, I’m finding I still enjoy writing. I’ve also been dreaming and creating with a new found zest and loving every. single. minute. of it. I have a much deeper appreciation for beautiful things. Flowers. Intricate macrame. Sunsets. Pretty fabrics. Inviting tablescapes. Welcoming paint colors. All the pleasant little things in life make me so, so happy, and I cling to them for all it’s worth.
There is so much darkness in the world, and if you can make even one small corner a little brighter and less stark and unwelcoming, that is something precious. Joy should be cherished, and happiness never taken for granted.
So, new goals:
- Write because life is worth living and life worth living is worth writing about.
- Live with the goal of making my corner of the world a more beautiful place.