The leaves have all but left, winter bones remaining. My leather jacket is a necessity these days. I’m harvesting the last of the sunflowers for candle dressings, my final goodbye to the golden days of summer. Each day I do more and each day more is done. We should have a newer car by the end of the month, but we will see. Promises have been broken before and I would not be surprised. I am thankful for my family. I am learning how to navigate yours. I have never been one for conditional love, but here we are.
The shop is thriving, we are off to a great start. I feel as though my pregnancy was spent in a fog. Clinically, one might say a depression. I didn’t realize how far I’d wandered from myself until I began to come back. I am now finally excited for the creative opportunity that comes from owning your own business- making candles, oils, spell kits. Workshops and educational gatherings. It’s thrilling to me now. It felt more like a burden before. I am so glad to be back. Pregnancy wasn’t the best for me. So worth it, but very difficult. I have a new gratitude- one that comes from being so ungrateful before. I have so much to look forward to.
My nails are growing, my family is thriving. The universe has shown me day after day just how cared for I am. Blessed and highly favored. Just when I don’t see the way, it appears. Teaching me to trust, teaching me to love. It really does work out. Release and surrender. Loosen the grip. Let it be. I sure have.