A Time to Dance

While normally art focused, I find myself pausing to celebrate my daughter's personal victory at her first gymnastics meet of the year. Since 3 years old, gymnastics has been her life and I have watched, with admiration, her courage and dedication through illness, injury, and the hardships that all gymnasts go through. She has won events before, but last weekend won the all-around as well, which meant enough to her to bring tears of joy to her eyes. Those of you who bought my book might have noticed that my dedication about "taking the chance to dance" was for her. Well, as an addendum......I saw her take that chance and she did dance. Her work ethic and willpower paid off, a skill that will serve her well through life. I am so glad I was here to see it.

Lamentations or Resolutions?

This is THAT time of year where I take stock of what I did and didn't do last year while trying to plan what I am going to do this year. The key problem in that is the word "plan". I have never done that very well, leading to all sorts of predicaments throughout my life. Plans sound great in theory, but when they go awry, they let me down. I am pulled (voluntarily and involuntarily) in so many different directions these days, that plans seem to be unmade as quickly as they are made. I am great at getting my deadlines met, but not so great at anything else. So I have decided that this year will be a "random" year which is a word my almost teen daughter seems to use with zeal these days. I like the sound of the freedom in the word and hope that it doesn't let me down. No resolutions except that I will accept where my life takes and detours me, without worrying about whether I am getting enough done. So, yes, I will have a random year of art this year and will see where that takes me.