What a week it’s been…

As the art market draws near, I found myself waking up in the middle of the night frantically going over the unknowns in my mind. I’m not okay with that. As a former insomniac, I cherish my sleep and I require every second of 8 hours. As an athlete that does CrossFit at 6am, how well I exercise also depends on how much and how well I sleep.

I’m a very visual person and realized that I needed to see how the booths are going to be set up. I needed to measure it and sketch it out for myself. I also needed the fine details buttoned up. So grateful that my friend, and coach, Coach P., let me borrow his measuring wheel. Also grateful for the staff taking several concerns off my plate, and another friend offering to be my backup. I’ve slept so well since then! Another important thing they have all done for me, mentally, is to remind me that even if it’s not perfect in the classic sense, it will be perfect in it’s own way. This is supposed to be a fun event with the opportunity to meet new people and other artists and I’m going to make sure I remember that! Honestly, that’s what most things in life should be about, taking the time for community and creating genuine connections with people. Like the saying goes, people will remember how they felt around you. That says it all.

I’m hoping to create some new greeting cards before the art market but life keeps happening. We had 2 deaths in the family since the weekend. It’s a stark reminder to appreciate the person/or people closest to us. To be intentional with our loved ones no matter what else is going on. The art can wait, the love cannot.

Funerals tend to reset our priorities. They bring out our gratefulness for those that are still with us and cause us to remember those that have gone before us. And as the pastor said, “When our hope is in Jesus it’s not ‘goodbye’, it’s ‘we’ll see you again someday’.”

Be a little kinder to strangers this week and hug your loved ones a little harder.