“While my guitar gently weeps…”
…because it sits dusty and unplayed! I have a confession. I haven’t touched my guitar since I swore during Art Month in April I would play regularly. I also haven’t sewn, or drawn, or finger-painted, or knit, or danced salsa, or any of the other art things I really wanted to keep doing. I just haven’t had time.
Or is that just an excuse? I could make time for all of those things, but then my life would be pretty full (and my friends and family can attest to the business of my life already). A lot of this year has been about finding a balance in my life. Some of the time I was overwhelmed and off-kilter. Some of the time I was unchallenged and bored. Finding that perfect place where I am fulfilled but not too hectic is my goal. And accepting that I can’t do everything is a huge part of that. My mother would be proud of me for trying to learn that lesson (although I still fall off the wagon at times).
And I swear I will pick up the guitar again, so it can stop weeping in the corner. I just need to find the balance. Actually, I’m inspired right now…
Wow, that last photo really shows the dust! Eek! Embarrassing!