It happens to me every single time I do it. Why do I forget? How could I forget? How can I be too busy for something that feeds my soul?
What am I talking about?
What am I talking about?
Creating.
The simple act of making something brings joy to my heart. I love it most when I bring random items together to tell a story, evoke an emotion, or simply bring pleasure to the viewer. 
I have developed an affinity for Victorian-esque statues. I have a dancing man and woman that belonged to my Grandma Woodring and now whenever I find one that makes me stop to look, I generally buy it. I love the colors, and just the dainty beauty the exude.
As we prepare for moving day, I spend many hours looking at my collection of decorating magazines, plotting and planning the look of our little beach home. This will be a new outlet for my need to create. The wonderful thing about creativity in a variety of disciplines - one feeds the others. As I decorate I get ideas for crochet design. Not to mention just spending so much time in a place that is of God's most beautiful creations. More on our little house tomorrow.
Bring a little beauty into your life today - it is the little things that make such a difference.
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