I'm stuck phase...

One thing I started doing during my "I'm stuck" phase is painting. 

I hadn't painted in so long and I thoroughly enjoyed it. 

This is a painting I finished just before I moved to Minnesota. 

I have been very busy since we moved unpacking, sorting and getting everyone in school but hope to get to start at it again sometime soon.

I'm usually kind of shy about my artistic side. But going through this has definitely taught me to be less shy. It is something that I just love to do. But more importantly I wanted to say that this process has in a lot of ways brought me closer to my family. They have been there for me through this process in so many countless ways. I'm glad I've been able to see my parents more as I have leaned on them for a lot of support.

 I thought I would take a moment to talk about my Dad. He is the one that always encouraged me to paint. I think every time I see him he asks me how my painting is going. He actually gave me some really great paint brushes and paints recently that he had acquired from a relative. He recently retired and decided to give painting a try for himself. He decided it wasn't for him and passed the paints on to me, but I still think he should have stuck with it!! He is great at creating things. I'm so glad to have such a neat Dad. When I was really young (like under age 8) he set up an art desk for me in his garage. He made sure I had oil paints (of all things... which I wouldn't dare give my 5 and 7 year olds) and all the brushes I would need. Every weekend I got so super excited to get up to watch Bob Ross on channel 8 and then go into the garage to paint. Half the time I ended up in tears because the paintings didn't look the way they did in my head. But to him they were great and he hung them up all over his house. I can still remember this giant bigger than poster size board he gave me to paint. I did and it was tragic looking but up it went and not only that he showed it off to everyone! Yikes! Anyway... I've really enjoyed getting to have this opportunity to get back to some of my roots (like painting). And to have my family (all of them) to lift me up when I needed it the most.