Just to be straightforward…This post isn’t about crafts, or chronic illness, or even adulting. 🙂 It’s a snippet of a life I used to call mine. It’s a bit of my life, a time when I could endure elevations above 4,000 feet without terrible symptoms, when I could fly, when I could go and do whatever I wanted without a second thought.
I’m leaving these here for those of you who can’t get out today, or this month, or this year. I’m missing my past today and I know it’s not healthy to look back, but for a moment I’m doing it, because it’s a part of me, it’s who I am, or who I was.
Hoping this week is kind to you! 🌸 You’re probably ‘pictured’ out so I’ll save my doodles for next week. 😊