I can’t believe I got sidetracked again, but at least it wasn’t for long. Then again I only half stepped to the side, because I have always liked designing.   I went to school to get information about becoming a visual merchandiser.

Today I am claiming I walked into my last interview. I have that job and I feel so good about it and I can’t wait to be organizing a store again.

 I came home with that in mind and had planned on enjoying my coffee on the patio, but I got caught up in watching an anime.

I wasn’t going to mess with my  “My Time,” and gather my latest crochet project along with my phone, because one needs to listen to some good gospel sounds as they enjoy their time.

I finally was able to see the birds in one of the trees closest to me, too bad they were too small that my camera could get them. I was able to get a picture of a robin gathering trig for her nest.

The rain had stopped, but the clouds are still hanging around. Although I was looking at the somewhat dark clouds the sun was still too bright for me to look at for more than a few seconds. A little towards my right the sky was a pretty blue with white clouds. How amazing is that? 

One can always see light through the darkness if one looks hard enough. I guess it all depends on what you are looking at. I have been out of work so long and I just shake my head at what people have been telling me and they are amazed that I wasn’t worried.

I asked them why would you focus on the darkness and not who you are? Do you not know who you are or what you are meant to do? I may not be where I want to be, but I am walking into the person I am going to one day be? I cannot be that person if I am  in the darkness, so I choose the light. 

I know how to get there and I am walking, no I am running towards that light. When I get there, I will reach back, and you had better be ready to step into your own light, and turn back to do the same.

Two hours later I am inside, still enjoying my sweet sounds of the gospel, as I write out my thoughts. Which is another enjoyment. I may not be the best at writing, crocheting, cross stitch or anything other then loving Jesus, my child, and a handful of others. Who says you have to be the best in order to do what you like?

If you are enjoying yourself and you are not hurting anyone, why not do it? Yet another question? A question only you can answer, because  you are the only one who can answer for you?

It may be 5 o’clock the sun is still out, I am going to work on my cross stitch for now.

Bye IV Now, LD*