Someone once said, "There are years that ask questions, and there are years that answer." This is an answer year for me. For sure. I am learning of what I am made, learning of what I am capable of doing, and continually being surprised along the way. I am both so much weaker and stronger than I ever knew. Where I thought my naivete had waned, I realize I am as immature as ever.

I now am more creative, though. I don't know if that comes after 38 years of being fed up with other people's crap, or if it just means that I finally have some confidence in my own art. (Probably both.)

News worthy: have an appointment for breast reduction consultation in one week.