Life brings so many obstacles and changes that you never know what direction that it will take you.
And the next moment, the water is raging, your sail has snapped and you are rowing against the wind getting nowhere.
That's how life in the spoonful house has been this summer.
As I sit at the computer to check in, the glass is still half full.
I just count the blessings that we've had and try to bury the struggles.
I'm going to skip over those struggles and tell you that In the midst of the chaos called life,
there have been many beautiful moments that , without them, we may have just fallen apart.
We've had many fun pool days.
Time for relaxing, dreaming, talking, crying and laughing.
And beautiful boating days.
Those lazy days filled with sunshine, family and the soft sound of the cascading wake.
They are the days that dwell deep within my soul.
It's who we are.
Whether you are happy or mad..
and even when your heart is shattered in a thousand pieces from a devastating break up,
the sea cleanses the soul.
Some days we have to share our little retreat..
and other days, we have it all to ourselves.
As long as I have my family, my life is good.
Being out on the water with them is one of the greatest joys in my life.
I love them all so much.
I've had time to spend in the garden and around the house.
There has been painting...
After I painted that last picture of Paul's boat,
I thought that maybe I could put my painting hobby to work.
And after painting a few more pictures for my portfolio
I applied to be a Grumbacher painting instructor and I got my certification.
The plan was to teach the painting class at Michael's.
But as we all know, plans can change quickly.
You just never know what tomorrow will bring.
My little carefree job at Michael's has turned into something much more
and I don't think that I will have much time for painting.
I am apprehensive and excited for this unexpected new journey at Michael's.
On the morning of my first manager training, I was super nervous and had a ton of nervous energy.
I went outside to clip some fresh flowers to place with my mother's urn.
As I clipped the black eyed susan and began to put it in the little vase
a praying mantis climbed off on to my hand.
At that moment, I knew that my mom was telling me that everything was going to be ok.
And it will be. : )
I hope that you all are having a great summer.