
No, not dancing with the stars (although I do enjoy that show), but happy dancing for me.
I've been on a rough road. I'm tired of being on this road. It's been a long couple of years.
No, my problems didn't magically wash away (hey, now that would be good huh?).
But I've had some realizations. Some a-ha! moments so to speak.
First, always look UP first. There is no-one in this earth that can give you peace like our heavenly father. He is where we need to place our fears, our joys, our troubles, and our concerns.
Second, I am a survivor. I can do it.
(all photos were in my "dreaming" file on my computer - I have no idea where I found them, but if they belong to you or you know to whom they belong, please feel free to tell me)
Third, if I slow down enough to listen, I will find the answers are and always have been in my head and in my heart.
I was really stressed last week about hating, no, being unhappy with my house. The place that I should call my home. Getting it out there really opened the emotions to a great deal of things in my life, but it got me working to resolve the problem.
I grabbed paint and a sample board and went to town.
I went blog shopping (only window shopping mind you) and scanned the web for pictures and ideas.
I looked through magazines (old issues because not too many good publications left).
And I hit the stores.
What did I discover? I discovered so many things about myself and my likes and dislikes.
My taste has evolved. Changed.
The ideas are flowing and I'm inspired again. I can fix this place and make it home.
Yes. I. Can.