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Sunday, April 19, 2015

Is it still Art?

My question to you Dear Readers is: if you are in a total brain and body fog and excitedly yet fearfully decide to paint, will the resulting random smudges be considered an artfull endeavor? In November, totally under the influence of prescribed 3X a day IV drugs, I thought I should paint. Resourceful being my middle name, I had for some random reason in late September,brought up from the studio my traveling Art Caddy. Three days later Staff and Septisemia entered my life and 5 months of sitting, laying and no weight bearing began. I was ridiculously happy when I saw my Madonnart Art Mobile, still covered in Rubber Poet Art stamps. I call the 37 postcard size watercolor paintings.....Madonnart's Shaky Period. I sent them to dear family and friends Christmas Cards, and as I had prayed they were recieved with positive acceptance. Pictures soon.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Dreams do come true

I am so humbly grateful to the Universe. Six months ago, I thought I was not going to live, then I thought I would loose my left leg or never be able to bend my knee. My reality was terrifying and I shut down.Thank God the family arrived....the strong, sensible, positive thinking women, I love completely. My amazing, generous Sister in law, Rita and the bright positive healing force of my daughter Laurie. They kept repeating to me. What you believe will actuallize. I was going to survive, get strong, be ambulatory and travel to vist the Grands in Edmonton. I leave May 7th.

Tuesday, April 07, 2015

No thank you

Still working on the "ME" theme. Diligently looking after my skin and moving on to feet. I have a bit of a foot phobia. I am a Capricorn and we tend to repeatedly injure our feet. For example I dropped my Sunbeam mixmaster on my foot and have many more stories of painful foot wounds. This is my supportive evidence as to why I hate Pedicures. I fear and dislike someone handling my feet. It is not "a Spa pampering experience" for me it becomes my personal hell. Friday 9:30 am Pedicure booked!

Saturday, April 04, 2015

Easter thoughts

If your goal today is to dwell on the positive, best skip this post as once again the anniversary of my youngest daughters death has come around. This year marks 25 years since her sudden death on April 15th 1990, Easter Sunday. The pain has never lessened, just the method of handling it so it is not so obvious to others. This kind of event makes people uncomfortable. Yes ,I am so grateful for the 19 years, I was blessed to be her mother....still am her mother..."While I'm alive your mother I'll be". Remember Richard Scary and his beautiful little story. The years have brought me wonderful gifts; 47 years with my high school love, a closeness to my daughter, Laurie, she is my heart, my life, my sustaining joy, and the loves of her life her gentle husband and dear children. But.......I still get angry, sad, and lonely on April 15th, Easter Sunday in 1990 and ask Why? Why so young, why wasn't I there to save her, just Why God, Why?

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