A diary of my life and a place to show some of my art and photos. No - I don't really expect the universe to give me advice like dear abby or dear prudence. That would really freak me out. I just want a place to keep track. The brain just isn't a very good place to do that.
I’ve been told that drawing hands is very difficult. I thought it was fun. I had a blast exaggerating the lines and shadows on my hand. The drawing makes my hand look much older, but it definitely has plenty of character.
Probably the most powerful symbol in human existence is the hand. The human hand is so unique with it’s opposable thumbs and limitless dexterity. The hand carries all of the trials and tribulations of a life. It boasts our greatest strengths and exposes our weaknesses. It is used to heal and harm, create and destroy, give and take, help and impair, hold and crush. Our hands offer our hearts to God.
I am at the beginning of a new journey. At 46, I am a single mother of two wonderful young adults who have conquered overwhelming odds to become the wonderful people they are. But I did it! They are living their own lives now, and are having children of their own! Now I'm looking forward to discovering where my life will take me.
I will use this blog to track my progress, vent, and keep track of where I want to go. Who knows? I may actually get there someday.
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