When I was little, one of my favorite games was to play house. Not a day would pass by for me without building the perfect home under my mom's precious lacy curtains, surrounded by an array of dining chairs as my sturdy walls. Of course, I had my own family too. An old teddy bear as Daddy, a rag doll as my darling baby, and myself as Mommy. Oh, we were just the most perfect family there ever was.
Take Flight, mixed mediums on paper
What I didn't learn as a child, was that building a family is also work, work, work. That image in my head of a picture perfect household became a mental goal to pursue and some days proved to be a lot harder than the rest. In fact, I think I remember feeling so tired and disappointed at some point that I wonder how on earth I could ever be so gullible to carry on that perfect image too far into my adulthood. Well, serves me right for living behind rose tinted glasses most of my life.
But don't worry, I have not broken down and about to give up on that pretty image. I think as an artist, I am truly blessed to have the ability to render any picture I have in my head and turn it into something more vivid and real for myself. I have learned to trim all excess frills and ribbons that once decorated my frame, and carry on with my journey with an image that suits me for who I am.
So to those of you about to tie the knot and head into the wilds of marriage and family life, please try to keep in mind that not everyday will be a carnival ride with cotton candy and colorful balloons. But when it is, be thankful and savor each moment that lasts. Just a little advice, from one student to another. :)
I have 24 unopened mails in my inbox and some I know are from my lovely blogger friends. I'm sorry for being too quiet lately and not replying to any of them. You are truly some of the sweetest people I have ever came across and thank you for being so kind to check up on me. More hugs to you! oxx