Whistful thoughs

This morning I got up and a fellow artist couple crossed my mind. I spent some time admiring what I believe to be their love story, moments when I have not glimpsed them at their best and overall, the work that they have collectively accomplshed.In going down a memory lane of my imagination, everything felt so light and sweet as I considered life and all that has happened in my own experiences. When I throw my mind back to being eighteen, I could never have projected here. I of course had all of the usual expectations...college was at the forefront. I hoped to be successful at both Art and Design. I considered a boyfriend, possibly marriage. I didn't consider children. I assumed that I would have a lot of the things that my parents had. I saw travel and I thought by now that I would be visiting Japan at least once and or living there. I am very happy to report that I still feel a sense of wonder about where I am heading next and that is the best feeling of all.