It is very quiet outside, just two days before the New Year, as I sit here, rolled up in blankets with some sort of respiratory infection: again.
Our family has a tendency to get sick in November and December. Not sure why, but it seems to be so.
As the grey, dull days after the holidays settle into our spirits, likewise, we can feel grey and dull. Blech.
On my itinerary is a stop at the doctor today .. and I am just occupying my time until it is time to leave.
So I pull out a sketchbook, look at a drawing on Pinterest, and try to copy it.
mildly impressed that perhaps with some more study, I may some day learn how to draw.
One person comes to mind .. a friend of mine who started dabbling in art a few years ago as a way to deal with the pain after losing a child.
I watched her Facebook journey go from “what is that,” to “wow,” and “how much is she asking for her artwork?”
Likewise, another friend of mine has a small business in beauty product sales, and I remember her early “videos” and how they were a little rough .. not anymore. She is on point, she has learned multi-media marketing and found her sweet spot in the retail world, and hence, profits.
Both of these scenarios encourage me that it is never too late in life to learn a new skill, work a new hobby, or pursue an interest that lights up your world.
As we stand on the shore and greet the New Year 2020, the possibilities are endless.
My word for the year is Light.
More on that in the coming weeks.