Growing: 2 years and some months

And I find myself back here...full circle it seems.

I have decided to rename my blog- Growing- as I understand now that it's not just a boy I'm growing, it's also myself. It has been a rocky couple years. Loss upon loss upon loss. It felt like I swam from own heartbreak to the next only to find another in my path. Yet my steadfast and true boy was there through it all. So he will continue to be a theme in this space. As it is he that reminds me that I must create daily: that it is best to use this time to make beautiful things, to enjoy the process of creation and to 'let go of all [my] worries and [my] strife. Amen' (ah, Disney, you haunt my dreams these days...).

So, that is what I do. I knit sweaters, I bake bread, I sew and sew and sew some more. Eventually I'll get around to posting pictures of the things I make, I'm just not an uploader...or a picture taker for that matter, so I suppose we'll just see what happens.

But I also realize that I need to string words together again. To share my ideas out loud, even if it is only to myself (I can't imagine anyone checking in here after all these years- are you still there grandma lina?). It allows me to continue to create after the last stitch has been knit, the last thread has been cut or the last painting has dried.

I have had jobs entitled other than 'mom' in the past two years: preschool teacher, afterschool leader, literacy coach. Yet, I find that I'm curious how other hats may fit. I'm feeling a call back to the dirt, to my 'roots' if you will pardon that horrible pun. Environmental education in some configuration? Seamstress? Knitter? Ballet Dancer? Violinist? I feel like I'm just beginning.

Which is that whole full circle I mentioned at the beginning. With so much loss can only come new beginnings. Where there is space, there is potential for growth, change and creation. Growing. Up. Together. Apart. Within. Without.

I found some old pictures that are new to this space. I hope to be back soon with new ones soon.