Saturday, November 17
My heart could pop and ooze love right this very second. I'm cozy at home reflecting on a month of bazaars. Today was my last one and oh Fairbanks, it was fun. I like you. You reminded me why I chose you.
Three consecutive weekends can tire a girl out, but man, it's worth it to sit here now -- one big puddle of love. Thank you. There is nothing quite like striking a feeling tone of community while doing that thing you love -- sharing art with people.
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One of my favorite moments from the Watershed Holiday Market was when a little girl--couldn't have been older than 7 or 8-- stopped by my booth to talk gratitude.
She told me that she didn't need a gratitude stone, but wanted to tell me the things she was grateful for anyway.
Doesn't that fill you up? Make you feel in your bones that everything is going to be alright? We're all in this together and our kids are showing us the way. They are pure heart.