The inventive mind
I took a walk with a friend this morning as I was walking the dogs and was downloading the state of the union around here, around the LaLa, and around work. I’ve been blessed to start my business and have a client even before I had a logo. And just yesterday spoke to a prospective client in an industry that I have been wanting to enter from this new vantage point. So count your blessings, Rachel.
Yesterday, I took a bike ride to Tin’s school to pick him up as I can’t seem to get to the gym on time and the weather here is so outstanding. I sat there with another parent watching the children playing – the shoving, pushing, crying, tattle telling, and then outbursts of joy – he turned to me and said, “They have issues,” and I said, “Indeed.”
It seems we spend a lifetime working out our issues and some of us get passed them, and some of those issues linger like a bad dream.
My friend on the bayou said, “You guys are so creative and free spirited” and I said, well, necessity is the mother of invention. So yesterday, when I got home and we were about to eat our late European style lunch, and it was a little too cool on the screen porch, we gathered up our plates and went out into the sunshine in the backyard. And Tin came bounding out of his room saying, “Eat in the Garden!” delighted to be on this adventure with us that is unscripted and mostly filled with wonderful days (even when they don’t seem like it at the time).
