Here is a picture of me struggling with my tangled-up light-dress after my end of year recital...in much the same way, I am struggling to untangle many aspects of my existence constantly.
Tonight I drove to the top of a hill to look at the stars and be grateful for all the wonderful things that make up my tangled mess of a life. Little things, like getting Soda's ball out from under the couch for him, and kissing ice cream out of my man's moustache, and reading a digital ~VERY GOOD~ on the treadmill when I put it on the Fit Test mode thing. Monumental things, like creating work that I am proud to call mine, having a family that loves me and friends who love me and a man who loves me, and having all these people to receive the love I so badly want to give.
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