Issue #51/Good and Beautiful Things Grids were the theme of my art class for this month so I decided to paint twenty-nine boxes and fill in one image or phrase at the end of each day of February. There was no way to complete it in any less than twenty-nine days so it became a practice that required time and patience.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts and your art journal! I like how you paired them together here.
I’m in the early stages of parenthood as a new stepmom (to a sweet, autistic 7 year old). So much that’s uncharted, unknown, and not at all typical. But these days will fly by, and I want to cherish them even through the exhaustion and trying bits.
Also, I really respect that you received your kids’ approval before publishing.
These reflections are spot on, from the shade of the tree to setting aside all your plans to soak up a weekend visit. Aren’t these the best of times, interspersed with some of the worst?!
Years ago I laid in bed, all our kids under our roof, and thought, “All the most important people in my world are here. And one day they’ll each be under their own roof, with their most important people.” It’s bittersweet.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts and your art journal! I like how you paired them together here.
I’m in the early stages of parenthood as a new stepmom (to a sweet, autistic 7 year old). So much that’s uncharted, unknown, and not at all typical. But these days will fly by, and I want to cherish them even through the exhaustion and trying bits.
Also, I really respect that you received your kids’ approval before publishing.
These reflections are spot on, from the shade of the tree to setting aside all your plans to soak up a weekend visit. Aren’t these the best of times, interspersed with some of the worst?!
Years ago I laid in bed, all our kids under our roof, and thought, “All the most important people in my world are here. And one day they’ll each be under their own roof, with their most important people.” It’s bittersweet.