It’s my birthday today and I’m 63 years young, it seems strange seeing the numbers 6 & 3 together. I don’t feel 63 and when I’m asked my age I really have to think how old I really am.
My two daughters are 41 and 39 this year 😳 now that does make me feel old! Although we are more like friends, plus my youngest daughter often acts like the mother anyway.😬
I always use to wish my life away remembering that I wanted to be 36 for some reason which when you think about it is 63 reversed. 🤔
My mum lived to be 87 that’s 24 more years than I am and somehow I can’t imagine doing that. It’s events like today that I miss my mum and uncle very much. They always used to say “Many Happy Returns” and I can hear both their voices in my head now.
I close my eyes and try to feel their presence around me, if only I could have them both back just for five minutes, that would be a great birthday treat, although it would probably scare the life out of me. 😱
The painting above was created on Sunday and it was going to be a river or a sea view but somehow it turned into a road! It’s the first time I’ve ever painted a road and surprisingly I enjoyed it. Today this painting seems apt because it signifies the journey we travel throughout our lifetimes and although the road seems bumpy at times my road painting looks fairly smooth.
I wonder what this next year will bring for me and although I do have some psychic abilities I’m grateful that I can’t see into my future. All I can see is the road ahead just like my painting.
Below is the journey of my painting, I was going to add flowers but somehow they didn’t feel right so I just added a few sprigs of heather, maybe unconsciously for luck 🙂