My life is like a bowl of spices. Everything comes naturally - in due time.
No words describe what is in between too exotic or too sour or too spicy flavor ;but there is a taste to it definitely. Nothing predictable, though.
No mixture is ever too perfect. There is, however, flavor and color to it. It is up to me how to accept and react to the taste.
What about you? To what do you liken your life?
No words describe what is in between too exotic or too sour or too spicy flavor ;but there is a taste to it definitely. Nothing predictable, though.
No mixture is ever too perfect. There is, however, flavor and color to it. It is up to me how to accept and react to the taste.
What about you? To what do you liken your life?
Good question! I like your comparison with a bowl of spices.
I think right now, my life is a bit like macaroni, but without the cheese. A bit bland, sticky and not very flavorable.
I'm not sure yet what I'm going to do about spicing it up.
Sometimes you have to let macaroni be macaroni. I'm sure, when the time is right, life will add some spice to it!
A cup, of honey, running over. Maybe a slice of lemon and a sprig of basil at the bottom of the cup for a little savor
It's not all wine and roses, but I'm so truly blessed I am amazed every day. I have a husband who loves me, four wonderful beautiful children (and three stepkids) to watch as they grow into adults and surround us with grandchildren.
I can worship the way I please, in a country founded upon freedom.
I can use my hands to express myself, whether in jewelry, my current medium, or paint, or paper, of whatever else I find.
I am wonderfully, truly blessed.