Have you thought about leaving a legacy? A legacy for the world, your community, for children and grandchildren? As I have crossed over into the second half of my life, I think about leaving my legacy and my stories much more now. I know that when I lost my mom at the early age of 62, I still had so many questions left to ask her. I've done my best to pass as much knowledge I have of her on to my kids but I know there is much more I don't know.
Everyone Has a Story
My memories start at three years old as a very independent, creative little girl who was always acting out Disney stories or making my own up. My mother was an artist and my father a writer so I was bound to get a few creative genes. My youngest years in Chicago and Miami turned into difficult pre-teen years after my parents' divorce and a move to Missouri. Being bullied throughout middle school killed my self-esteem and I became withdrawn, only to find joy in drawing (which took precedence to homework). Luckily, three years later, we moved to a beautiful little town called Macon and my life changed for the better. I still have such great memories of friendships, cheerleading and community events from those years. Today, I visit there for reunions and keep up with many friends on Facebook. I moved back to Florida at age 19, met my first husband and had my son, Matt at 21 who is a witty, senior copywriter in advertising and now has his own family and a blog. Four miscarriages and nine years later, I gave birth to my daughter, Lauren who was my miracle baby. She is a creative, free spirit, talented in both writing, photography, and is finishing college as a mom. They are my greatest gifts and accomplishments of my life.
Ironically, my career ended up in the medical field from age 19 through 51 but in my later 20's I took a watercolor class at our area high school. I was hooked and fell in love with the way the paint took control of itself and made such beautiful images. I didn't do it regularly as I had a family, a job and thought I was too busy for it. With my son away at college and my daughter in high school, I decided to pick up the brush, open the paints and start again. I've always loved the beautiful designs of bridal gowns and thought it would be fun to paint them. The reactions to my paintings were great and I realized I wanted to paint full-time and sell them. However, owning a home health agency and going through a divorce set that back a while.
A New Life
Eventually, the stress I had been going through for years began to subside when I sold my partnership in the agency and my husband, Earnie and I moved to St. Augustine, Florida. We were married last year by the ocean and surrounded by our fantastic kids, family, and friends. Aside from his lifelong career as an Orthopedic Physician's Assistant, he spends any time possible making pottery and woodworking. Our home is full of creativity and we are each other's biggest fans.
So, here we are at the present and after waiting too long I'm finally starting my blog. Although I first thought of this blog as a marketing tool, I now realize I have a lot of potential with it. I can illustrate with paint and pen, the things going on in my life as an artist, mom, grandmother, wife, entrepreneur, and friend. Maybe I can touch some other lives here. Helping others has always been very important to me. My blog name, Footprints in Color embodies this idea. We should all leave colorful footprints on this earth for others to find even after we're gone.
Where will you leave your footprints?