Happy Together

Love Blossoms when you allow it to grow.
Happy 1st Anniversary to my daughter Dionna and the love of her life, Alex.
Love Always,
Carol B.

Clear

I can't believe it's been eight months since my mom passed.
What's been tough is that I've been stuck.
It all happened so fast.
It wasn't supposed to happen.
We were hoping it wasn't going to happen.
So I never got to say goodbye.
In these eight months I've only been to the cemetery a handful of times.
And then only because my husband would drive me there without asking whether or not I wanted to.
Every time I could see he was driving that way I would cringe.
I didn't want to go.
Yet every time we would go I was glad we did.
I kept hoping every time I went there that I could finally let everything out, and maybe get some closure so I wouldn't constantly be so full of anger and confusion.
It never happened.
The other day something told me I had to go there by myself.
I finally got the chance today.
At first I didn't think anything was going to really come out, but I knew I had to try.
At first I stood there and made small talk.
And then it came out.
I talked and I cried and I talked and I cried.
I got to say everything that has been swirling around me for over eight months.
And then I said goodbye.
Now I am home and I can hear the birds singing a little more clearly.
I think I'm going to be alright.
Carol B.

Happy 10th Anniversary!

I can't believe it's been ten years since my hubby and I were married.
And the most wonderful thing is that I am still so happy to celebrate those years!
We do everything together and it is still a joy.
Looking forward to being together for always!
(P.S. That's a picture of our house in the background) (HA HA!)
Hoping you are sharing your life with those you love, too!
Love,
Carol B.

Doodles To You

Got the Doodle Bug.
Now, how to color?
Markers?
Watercolor?
Decisions, decisions!

Hope things are well with you!
Carol B.

Overcast With A Hint of Storm

Walk Thru Penn Park

Whittier, CA

Brrr!

It's cold.

Not our usual, beautiful, Southern California day.

About 61 degrees.

Yes, I know that's sissy weather.

But it's cold for us here.

Tomorrow it's supposed to storm.

Also not our usual, beautiful weather.

This weekend plan to simply cuddle up with my hubby, eat, and watch old movies.

After which my hair will look like the flower above.

Ha ha!

Hope you have a beautiful, comfy weekend!

Carol B.

To Thine Own Self Be True

"In Turbulence, Ever Peace"

Acrylic on Watercolor Paper

12"x9"

I have been playing with abstracts lately, but do I ever miss faces!

Since many people paint faces, I thought, maybe I should do something else.

I have been working on various things, but I just couldn't resist.

Sigh.

To thine own self be true.

Not done with this yet, but just had to put it up.

Peace.

Carol B.

Commitment

I've been thinking a lot about exactly who I am and what I want to accomplish.

Hint; Young women out there, don't run away from this question. If you spend your life avoiding having to deal with this, it will only cause you more pain in all the years you spend running as opposed to spending a little time now to answer this question and then move on.

It's like avoiding doing your taxes. Just the thought of having to stop to do them seems so painful that you spend your time avoiding it. Meanwhile, the months that you are avoiding it while it hangs over your head are so painful that you're really not avoiding the headache anyway. Finally, around April 14th, you realize you have no alternative than to face up to it. You get it done and then you think "you mean I spent all that time going through all that pain avoiding it and now it's done and it really wasn't that bad after all and meanwhile I could have avoided all that pain!"

Yes, that is what it is like to finally stop and commit to finding out who you really are, and what you really want to do.

Younger women who don't quite know what I am talking about, take my word for it.

Older women who have lived this, say "Amen."

'Til later,

Carol B.