I Am 47 and a Half

It has a night dreams side too. Just flip it upside down. So cute. So me.

I still collect pretty rocks and crystals and sticks and shells and mini glass animals and books and plants.
Most of the rocks and sticks and shells are all at my moms house now. I should collect more…
Did I mention the many plants...?
I have “too many” empty journals just waiting to be filled.
I bought another one just 2 weeks ago even though I couldn’t pay my credit card bill fully.
It’s here next to me being pretty. $16.99+ tax = Joyous potential.
I love dragons and unicorns and fairies and goblins and gnomes and mermaids.
My apartment is FILLED with “mythology.”
Printed ones, sculpted ones, painted ones, and breathing ones.
I love sparkly things and adorable things and sweet sunny things.
Sun catchers sprinkle rainbows all over my apartment almost every day.
The Joy of Arizona: Near constant sun! Near constant rainbows inside my home.

I love people the most though. Even the loud ones and the angry ones and the sad ones and the entitled ones.
I used to be those people. Someone showed me love. Reminded me of my own love.
Now I’m building a life full of Joy and Light and Hope and Love and Laughter.
Even on hard days or even hard quarters, I still have Hope and Joy and Light and Love and Laughter.
Life may be difficult right now. I may be taking a few steps “backwards” but I’ve never been more Joyful.

I love learning. I love creating. I love sharing.
Sharing what I’ve learned and created with others.
Reminding people they can too.

I love finding the GOOD in every situation. I love being the GOOD in every situation.
I am 47 and a half and I’m just getting started.