.... and why.
I'm only on week three and I'm already tired of the "introduction" writing exercises. I'm not sure that there is anything so secret that I'd prefer that no one know it about me. I tend to be a pretty open person, and if you hang around me long enough, you are sure to find out most of my secrets. Any thing you don't know about me, you can learn by watching me.
I'm really not sure that there is anything I'd like to hide. I find no reason to hide anything. There are no failures that I am ashamed of, I've gotten back up every time I've fallen and I plan on that being true in the future.
I am a care giver, and feel best when I am both wanted and needed. I've learned that over the years, and knowing that, my art has to take a second place. I am learning to be my own caregiver, which for me is harder than it should be, but it is what is in my life right now. There is no one in need of the services that I do have to offer, and so my art and sewing skills see me through as much as possible.
No deep secrets. A few longings. Even a couple of dreams left.
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