Today life seems very, very good. I mean this week, and yesterday in particular was full of worries and struggles...but it doesn't seem to matter, does it?
Life is good.
I wish I had time to make art today, because I am so in that mood. But today is another full day. Christmas prep and packing for a short, crazy, lotsa driving, one overnight trip that we are about to take to surprise someone very, very special for her birthday.
I did however, finish one slap and dash journal page.
No words. I think I may add some at some point, but for now it speaks of my mood. The warm splashes of colour, the rough texture, the haphazard, spontaneous, messiness...because that's life, right? One person screws you over, but the next is unbelievably kind, one hour finds you rejoicing and the next tearing at your hair in frustration...the light and the dark. And this Christmas feels like a lesson in both...my husband's work BFF was just diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's Disease, our neighbour and her children are spending their first Christmas since they lost father and husband to lung cancer...but then there are new babies and birthday surprises and big, big boxes under the tree and Candy Cane Cupcakes...
And that's what it is, both, chiaroscuro...light and dark, buttercream and bullshit. Right now, today, I just feel unbelievably lucky. This season is fairly bursting with treats and love and things to look forward too. There have been some trying moments this week, but I seriously just couldn't keep myself down if I tried.
Life is good.
PS Only 7 more sleeps.
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