I don’t have much to show for my life so far, but I’m farrty-farr as my love likes to say it and I have always been a fan of the number 4 and Irish accents.
no career to speak of or decent income; no more book and movie collections, no great wardrobe or closet full of shoes. No studio of my own. No existing body of work , save the one piece I just took out of the kiln last week. Whine, whine, single salty tear roll down my cheek, big deal.
Because I DO have four amazing and wonderful children, a wonderful man who wants to marry me in July, and many, many incredible and wonderful friends. I mean amazing people, who actually consider me their friend! They are so great, and I am so very lucky. I have a master’s degree, something I worked hard to obtain, and I do have a couple of jobs, in which I get to teach and work in a clay studio. I smell like coconut after my shower. This could go on a long time, and I will continue all the rest of my birthday today to recount the good things.