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Saturday, August 9, 2014


I know I've kind of disappeared.  Actually I've been looking for myself, which sounds kind of weird, but turning 70 kind of did a number on me.  When you pass that threshold you begin to realize that you are on the downward spiral.  You are living the last years of your life, and I've been asking myself what do I want to accomplish in these years.  I don't have all the answers yet.  In fact I've been in kind of a approach-avoidance mode.  Beadmaking and my mojo  seem to be permanently lost.  I don't know why.  I am taking a break and doing other things.  I am also selling some of my already made beads on ebay.
I've become more involved at Day Spring, the community where Sara lives.  I am serving on the board for three years.  I feel good about doing that.  I am also on two committees at Day Spring.
I take care of the grandchildren when needed.  I love that.  I knit and draw and I'm thinking of painting again.  All of that is good, but I want a passion for something, like I felt when I first made beads.   Maybe you only get something like that once in a lifetime.  Ya think?
I saw this on Facebook the other day.  It made me smile and I wondered if any of my tribe is out there?
 P.S.  You have to hit the question mark to see the quote I am referring to....don't ask me why I can't download it.  My brain cells are limited and I don't want to stress them.