The end of the years is advancing at a rapid pace.
As a young person I never understood how adults could talk about how fast time was speeding by, to me it dragged endlessly even though I was a very busy and engaged child. And yet it now flies for me, and I suspect that this is the true hallmark of being adult. If time is flying you have earned your adult wings… and I sure have them now if the whizzing noise of the days passing me is any indication.
Each year I take some time to think about the direction I am moving. Am I moving with purpose or is life just dragging me along a path of least resistance? Am I am making a positive difference in the lives of others?
Is the work I am doing meaningful enough that you would miss me if I were gone?
If on Dec 31st I made my last BadAss post and locked the door of SPOOL never to open again would it matter?
Given all the noise “out-there” I guess I am not sure and that is something to think about since the work I do takes amazing amounts of energy, time away from my family as well as a level of personal openness and sharing that at times can be daunting.
I ask you this:
Does BadAss Quilters Society mean anything to you? If so, what?
p.s. Please note that I am not depressed, in danger or even upset. What I am is evaluating my place in the quilting world and and the further conversations about what it means to make this my living.
