Mother's Day 2017

Where would we be without our mothers?  One of the happiest times I can remember as a child with my mom is spending Saturday mornings organizing my room. It's when I discovered my gift.  I wouldn't actually realize it for another 20 years but I definitely remember those mornings pulling everything apart and putting it back together in a newly arranged way and the feeling of newness, as if I could be a whole new me.  Moving  my things around and giving them a new home seemed to give my room new life and energy and it definitely inspired my creativity and gave me a new perspective on my world.  Today, I still do the same thing.  I think I've rearranged my closet half a dozen times, my cowboy boots that have turquoise leather  and flying sparrows on them are now displayed on the top shelf instead of being stored away in their box.  I've let go of all the shoes I used to wear to my office job along with all my office clothes.  Now when I open my closet, I feel the newness and the possibility of a new me. I love you, Mom, and thanks for teaching me why tidying feels so good! 

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