Today’s post for d’blogala is forge. It set off major bells for me when I saw it. I’ve posted a photo to flickr, but my mind is teeming with ideas for art journaling. Forging ahead, forging a new identity, all kinds of who am I questions.
When I met the man I married, I fell into what I perceived to be the ‘wifely’ role. I never had a chance to figure out who I was, much less anything about how we’d interact.
Once my kids were born, I took on the role of nursing mom, which led to being the homeschool mom. In an effort to carve out something for myself, I got involved on the craft show circuit. Sadly, my husband didn’t support me in this. The weight of homeschooling and being a good ‘housewife and mother’ was too much, so I gave up. Once my husband decided to go to Bible college, I adopted what I thought to be the ‘Pastor’s wife’ persona.
When the ministry didn’t pan out, I decided to focus on myself, trying to figure out what I wanted. I began to lose weight, started working out and felt GREAT! I just KNEW I was on the right path. And then I got hurt. Today, I can barely move, I’ve regained the weight I lost and I’m depressed.
For years I’ve collected clippings from magazines, Salada tea tags, and tons of scrapping stuff. Once I had an apartment whose wall I wrote on and stuck stuff on, like a vision wall. I still have things stapled to my bedroom wall. I stumbled on sites about Art Journaling and was simply blown away.
I’m throwing myself into this with passion, getting some supplies this week. Re-inventing myself, forging a new persona, hopefully this will be the start of some of the best years of my life!