Wednesday, 16 December 2009

Reconciling
















I had no idea my sister was morning my bareness until today. I thought I was the only one. She also morns my unmarriedness, I had no idea about any of that. Funny how you can be so close and not know. The words, "Ill never be an aunty, well not a real one or a bridesmaid" injected our relationship with the shot of something its needed for a long time. Mind you, technically she could be wrong on both counts, but that's neither here nor there for the sake of the story.

I do on occasion morn my childlessness but its getting easier as the years go on. Sometime I rejoice in it as well.

I don't morn my unmarriedness because I'm still hopeful that I will find someone to love who want only me the way I am.

The dramatics about the paintings are over. After speaking with Vincent all day, I think I might have been over reacting about the 25. The 25 only had gesso as the base not an acrylic like the stamps and that could be the problem. Ive still to test it but I'm pretty sure Vinnie's been a great help.

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