Middle Aged Potter
Have you ever looked in the mirror and wondered where your life went? What happened to my wonder years? Well, that is what happened to me. One day in the mirror, instead of the young, vibrant woman I knew, there was a 40-year-old mother of 4. and a wife of 22 years. I still felt like a remarkable woman, but I had no idea who I was. I knew how to
remember everything my husband had forgotten. I learned how to find my kid’s items and solve their problems, but what I wanted was ignored and eventually forgotten. That is how this blog started. I remembered a passion long before motherhood, college, a nursing career, and becoming a wife. Once I had a dream. Something other than responsibility drove me. I loved everything about pottery. I loved squeezing mud into shapes. I loved being creative, and I loved art.
I plan to begin my journey back into pottery, my passion, and I hope it inspires someone
to find their journey too. I will be honest. I had no chance to make it very far into pottery before life swept me away. I took a few classes in high school. I bought a box of clay and some tools in college, and that was about it, but I will not let that stop me. I hope my blog will encourage others to swallow their fear and go for what they love.
So, take this moment, put your phone or tablet down and reflect on yourself. Who were you before life caught you in its web? Write down your dreams, but not on your phone or tablet. It is too easy to avoid that app. No, get an actual journal, something solid that you
will see on the table that will remind you to take another step towards who you want to be. Love yourself, the good, the bad, and the ugly, and do not apologize for being you. God made you perfect. I would be honored to know you, and those with the privilege are blessed. Until next time.