THE BOTTOMLESS PIT...of love

Sometimes I feel incredibly 
small and powerless.

I see all there is around me...

all of the things that are falling apart...

and I wonder how I got here?

and ONCE I got here...

why I stayed?

This economy has changed so many things about the ways we live.

and I believe that it is partially responsible for the 

BOON of DIY everything that exists now... at a level

my generation has never before experienced.

 My Old Country House has been for sale and on the market

two times since moving here 8 years ago.

But our house did not sell, and we lost out on the newer

younger homes ..

and here, we still sit.

And I have had days where I feel so trapped...

and overwhelmed.

But I hate that feeling, and life is too short

....and so I have just rolled up my sleeves and tried to make the best of it.

fix what I can...

....and paint a lot of paintings so I can pay someone

to fix what I can't.

If the economy gets better I wonder, will we all go back to our old ways?
will we run?

Or have we learned something?

That perfect is not all it cracked up to be.

That there is immense satisfaction and joy that comes from

having done some thing yourself.
Have done something MY self.

With our children, we try to encourage their independence and praise them

for their successes every day.

But do we model it?

Do we show "stick -to -it -tive -ness"

or do we run?

and when is it time...

to call it quits?

..let it go...just let it go...

or is there ever a time...?

Is everything repairable?