Thinking consumes a lot of my time, I am even more convinced that I am a person that must remain busy, and with a light load of school this summer, it leaves time for thinking, but perhaps that isn't a bad thing. I keep thinking of my past post about passion, and I've come to the conclusion that I don't need something to be passionate about, I need to stop and enjoy. Enjoy my life at this moment, enjoy the bright sunshine, the loud summer storms, snuggling with my husband and sleeping in late on the weekend, enjoy learning to cook new recipes, getting frustrated with my quilting attempts, all the little parts of life. All these things are my passion, life is my passion. I don't need to have one thing, I have hundreds of things. However, another darker side of reality reminds me, we won't always have these good times, there will be periods of sadness and sorrow, but it's all balanced with periods of happiness, contentment and at times a stop in the road to just enjoy.
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing. ~Agatha Christie