Hello bea . . . u . . . ti . . . fuls!
Happy February one!
We have lived on 34 for 37 years.
I have too much . . . “a collection of a lifetime”.
Much of it hidden, stashed . . . not utilized.
. . . in the middle of little book by Erin Loechner. Her story validates some feelings residing in me as I approach a new chapter in my life, enabling me to embrace where I am and where I am going from different perspective. Erin marries Ken, knowing he has a brain tumor (glioma) with a median prognoses of surviving 11.6 to 16.3 years.
Please do not take this in a negative context . . . but turning 65 this month has me thinking . . . praying more about my mortality.
“Dear God, a 16.7 year survival would be a blessing!”
I have only a certain amount of time to immerse myself in my life’s passions. There is no time to waste. Each moment in time must have a purpose . . . a productive result.
My simple, imperfect approach to blogging has been a wonderful journey for me. Like Erin, it started as a diversion for me. (The empty nest . . . a lesser than most encounter with breast cancer.)
It was one year ago, when I moved to WordPress. My blogging slowed down to a near halt. I kept questioning myself . . . “Were my posts becoming redundant?” “Is the art of blogging slowing . . . ending?” “Is this vehicle of expression consuming too much of my time?” “Has 34 lost it’s purpose?”
The answer to “Will I miss my blog friends?” was the easiest answer of all of my questions.
Yes, I will!
“Should I continue this journey?”
“Dreams On 34th Street is my journey to becoming an “everyday stylist”, by taking stock, gathering, editing, renewing and rearranging ” a collection of a lifetime” . . . with an occasional serving of French bread and family.
“She styled her collection of a lifetime with Love!”
Off to address one of my largest, most difficult to edit collections!