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| Large Dylusions journal. The tattoo inside the white circle says America Needs Nasty Women. |
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| I live in a state that is behind in vaccinations. Sigh. |
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| Started as a collage, then added pink paint, then just rolled with it. |
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| My babies telling Santa how they want real steak for Christmas |
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| Gracie turned 12 this past Tuesday |
We are almost to 10 full months of Pandemic, and for me, it is taking a toll. This is a rough time of year for a great many people. We miss the ones we lost. Society tells us we should be happy, full of joy, the spirit of the season. The truth is, the spirit is false, and for millions of folks it is a chore to step through these days.
My coping mechanism this year is art journaling. Pages at a time. Journals open everywhere, with paint drying. I watch Gulfsprite videos on YouTube on the Samsung Smartcast tv in the bedroom at night. Better than reruns of The Big Bang Theory. I am not a Christmas/Romanic movie person, and actually despise Hallmark for starting that shit in October. The only Christmas movies I will watch are Holiday with Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn, and The Bishop's Wife, with Cary Grant and Loretta Young. Interesting side note that I read recently: Jimmy Stewart served as a pilot in WWII, and returned with severe PTSD. Of course it was not called that in the 1940's, and he was having a hard time coping. He was offered the role of George Bailey in It's A Wonderful Life, and took it. The emotions you see in that film are very real. Mr. Stewart worked through his PTSD on film, and the film crew realized what was transpiring. The movie saved his life.
Do yourself a favor. Want to cry? Do it. Want to sing, yell, shout, scream? Do it. I don't recommend inside a Walmart, but do it. You owe yourself, no one else. Peace. Merry Christmas. Linda
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