I feel...

I feel very alone, right now. But its not all together unpleasant. Eating dinner alone kinda sucked, but I'm getting used to that. I'm not sure why, but it has kicked in right about my normal bed time. I had a late cup of coffee, so I'm up a bit later than normal (It will be 9PM in a few minutes...). 

I think about the things I do, and the things I want to do and accomplish in my life. And how the things I do on a daily basis impact future goals. I'm trying to sort these ideas out, right now, and am not really sure what my goals are. I value daily contentment over most things or treats. I would rather be content on a daily basis, than scrimp for a fabulous vacation once a year. I'm not sure that expresses the feeling accurately, but its pretty close. 

This has been a crazy, hectic, hard year. So far, I was ill, my dad passed, my nephew was burned, I was ill, we got married (yay!), we moved, DH was pulled out of work for medical reasons, and we moved again. And I was ill again. But, the funny part about it, is that my art has made new breakthroughs. I am making quilts, expressive embellished quilts. And I love the medium. I never gave it a chance before, I think. 

My life is hard, my art is better. Funny, that.