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September

 

(detail from "Hide and Seek")
Birthday month started off beautifully with lots of friends and family wishing me happy birthday and some even making time to do some social distance stuff. So appreciated and needed. Now I'm good on people for awhile 😂 and need to cocoon in hermitude and work, work, work! Finished another painting for the Texas Women's show at Western Gallery (show is virtual and opens online Oct 2) I'll be posting more about it as we get nearer.

Birthday cakes were plentiful this year...I usually have to buy myself a slice from somewhere and no one ever just gives me a cake. This year there were TWO 🤤

 



My sweet thoughtful friend and co-worker brought me some flowers ♥️🥰 Feeling so loved!



My mom had cake and ice cream waiting for me and we had a nice visit. So many people cannot see their family right now so believe me this was the real treat this year and yes I feel so lucky I was able to.

This is 44. I'm feeling healthy, strong and ready to work harder than ever and achieve my goals. I feel like a lot of balance is coming into my life as I learn to let go of things that don't serve me and work at being better. Right now my Endo is nowhere to be seen and I can focus on strengthening and healing my body. Art is flowing again and yeah I'm kinda happy despite the Pandemic stuff.
Sending you all good health vibes and happy smiles ♥️







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