Launch!

Launch! 6th in a series of oil paintings on 30 inches x 40 inches gallery-stretched canvas

Thank you, to all of you wonderful sisterfriends, friends and visitors. I had planned to return in September but judging from the comment count of my summer-break post, I thought I better punctuate my hiatus and save you from scrolling to the bottom of the comment box. HAHAHA!

I remain busy with work, family activities, parental responsibilities, community volunteer activities, getting in touch with friends, socializing and Farmville on Facebook, yes, I do have a vice, delightfully so. I am a simple farmer in Farmville. I want to convert my farm into an orchard so I don't have to schedule my activities around the harvests. Right now, I am planting crops to earn money to buy more trees… but I digress.

Here's the scoop. I have been traveling on a frequency of joy, love, happiness, hope and gratitude. I am inspired and energized. I laugh a lot, I rejoice. I find myself giving thanks everyday. I am filled with hope. Painting after painting, drawing after drawing, every squiggle, every line has been inspired by virtue. I travel in a wavelength surrounded by the people I love and who love me in return. My family, my friends, my sisterfriends are my refuge. My journey is not without struggles but nothing is insurmountable while I keep the faith and hope and reach out to supportive and loving arms.

Middle age is tough, tougher still when it is accompanied with the responsibility of raising very strong-willed and independent-minded teenagers. It has been a learning experience for me. My eyes are open but more especially my heart and my mind. It has been a roller coaster of emotions - joy, laughter, anguish, tears followed by more joy and laughter. My heart has been beating wildly, my mind stretched beyond its limits. I discover the depths of love is bottomless and the ties that bind me are strong, elastic and unbreakable.

My son is a beautiful, sensitive, loving and smart teenager, doing his best to grow up to be a man. I see how difficult it is to be a boy in this society. The pressures, the influences, the demands and expectations. As a young boy, I called my son Eagle Eye. He was keen, astute, observant, intense and sensitive. He saw what I could not see sometimes and found what I lost. Someday soon he will soar. He is hurriedly scratching to take off. In the meantime, he is pushing my capacity to love, understand and forgive. He slows down sometimes. I am confident he will find his way, guided by the love and care that his father and I bestow. He has a most loving sister. He loves his family. He adores his family. I always liked him when he was a boy. I was always very proud of him, I am proud of him. He is well loved and liked by everyone who meets him. He is a rather neat young man. I look at him and I am overcome with love. Being his mother is the toughest job for me. I love him so. The responsibility is mine and My Viking's to launch this epsilon to a well grounded path of happy, productive adulthood. We love him so.

How do I cope? Terribly, sometimes! There are periods when I think I have reached bottom only to be pushed even lower. What lifts me up so I can join his father in hoisting him? It is our love for each other. If I have never expressed my true love and gratitude for my husband, I do now. I love him dearly, terribly, intensely. He is my strong oak, dependable, unbreakable. I am blessed. I love My Viking so much. I will be lost without him. A son needs a father! A good father. On this account, my son is blessed.

Ah, when I was born, the angels were delighted. I somehow always believed that. They assigned me to a most loving and intellectually gifted family. I cannot say enough about my parents, my brothers and sisters. However, what I did not know, is that I must have done something awesomely wonderful, for I have been gifted with sisterfriends, who time and time again, push, pull, lift and carry when I am down or stuck. How many times have your voices soothed me, your love comforted me, your wisdom guided me and your humor made me remember to laugh and smile? I love you so very much. I love you. I am so blessed. I am filled with gratitude. You are my Scarlet Fiesta in the forest!

Motherhood is a challenge, a responsibility, a privilege and an honor.

I believe in the Law of Attraction. People of the same virtues, qualities and characteristics attract each other. Those meetings that do not last are temporary trips and stumbles. Look around, aren't we a blessed bunch?

Thank you!

UPDATE: Friday, July 23, 2010
I deleted Farmville last night. I recycled my trees, crops, plants...
Quite franfkly, I am so relieved.
Thank you, Bella, for the intervention!
HAHAHAHA!