Quiet Monday Morning Coffee

I love Monday mornings.  Yeah right you all are laughing

I can hear it..but really

I do.

It is no fun getting out of bed at 5:30am

Or trying to roust my teenage son

out of his at 6:30

Husband out the door for the week...Son off to school

I open the door from dropping Jordan off

to stillness.

Usually everything looks like a small

tornado has gone through...

So for the first hour or so I spend picking up from

weekend...

But then....It is my time.

I find myself in the studio turning on the music Loreena Mckinnett

this morning..It goes with our rain today.

Windy and stormy

I have a list of things I should be doing today,

but the music is so soothing and the coffee

good...It seems much better

to just sit here thinking.

Re-grouping myself I guess.

Do any of you keep a journal?

I have since I was pretty young...Think it started

in grade school.  Maybe one of those

class projects or something I did in Camp Fire Girls

That has just stuck with me my whole life.

There have been years when I have taken breaks

and not kept a journal.  And looking

back I regret that.

My Mother is getting up there..Almost 80

And lately talking to her she and I are noticing

her memory is not as good as it used to be.

She gets mad at me....lol  I can be so pushy at times

But just the last few days it has hit me how thankful I am to have

started journal writing and keeping them.

I went to the small (not so small) chest they are kept in

and looked through the years.

The ones from my youth are kind of embarrassing to read now...

full of crushes and tears and dreams

Then my first really broken and torn heart...

And soon after finding

my husband.

Reading the journal of the year he was overseas was interesting...A new bride

left alone.  The life of a Marine wife.

Then we started our own family with our son

I started a journal the night we did our pregnancy

test from me to him...Someday

I will give them to him maybe...right now there are 13 of them

I guess the point of the Journal conversation is.

With all the blogging and face booking I had thought maybe

of giving up the journals.

But these conversations with my mother lately

has changed my mind.

Looking at my journals...A lifetime record.  My memories

I want to keep them with me

not to loose them too.

And it hit me that I am keeping her memories also...she is forgetting

them but by our talking and my writing them down

they won't be lost.

I see my coffee cup is empty...So that means

time for a refill.

One of the most wonderful things that has

happened lately is this divine

6 foot long table my husband and son moved into

the studio for me.  I came across

my ATC cards while cleaning

I love these tiny art cards-what an absolutely fun medium.

These little envelopes are made from calligraphy paper and shaded with

Walnut distress ink.  I used a sponge brush which is fantastic

for shading.

OK...Time for that second cup and some creative time

Have a good Monday!!!