“Sometimes the only difference between sinking and swimming is whether or not you’re enjoying it.” I swear, if I have learned one thing about life in my nearly 40 years that is the sum of it.
This card goes out to several of my younger selves, my current self and all of my future selves. And to all of yours. It always feels like we are in the middle of something that we just need to get through to get to something else and yet, in that mess (that constant mess… ) is where everything lives. That is where we live and breathe.
This is a reminder to myself (and hopefully yourself) that even when it all feels overwhelming or out of sorts, especially then, to not dismiss those times or wait them out. Soak them in. Listen to them and try to appreciate them for what they are. Because, lovely or not, organized and beautiful or not, they are my life. My one, messy, beautiful, gift of a life.
The real magic of this card though, visually, is that there is glitter all over her hair under the water… sadly, you can’t see that in the flat scan, so you’ll just have to take my word for it. The magic is in there.
This card and other new product go live on our website next week… I would love to know what you think!
Our October release goes live at the end of this week, but I wanted to give you a few little sneak peeks here. This is such a busy time of creating for me and I love to take a minute and hold them up to the light. It helps me keep track and honor the process and make sure that each of these has their own life.
This card is in honor of my two best friends from college. Wendy and Laura and I have been friends since we met at a rowing recruitment meeting on campus at KU in 1995. For the next 20 years we would grow our friendship through the intensity of college athletics, (rowing in particular), the whirlwind of marriage, the chaos of finding ourselves in the world, the bravery of moving far away from home and flying the coop. Through jobs (so many jobs), law school, two sets of twins (Wendy and I both have boy/girl twins… several years apart), heartbreak, victory, and chaos (so much chaos), we have managed to stand still for each other. These things have shown us who we are and these friends have shown me who I am. No matter how many days, weeks, months go by without speaking or seeing one another, we can somehow manage to not miss a beat. That’s how you know it’s the good stuff.
Over our 20+ years of friendship we have traveled somewhere together every year. To near places and far places. Pop-tents to luxury resorts. Many things have changed over the years, but one thing has stayed annoyingly the same.
Laura has managed to pack for every. single. one. of these trips in a backpack.
Wendy and I, require something with, you know, wheels….more outfit options…we are less prepared to survive in the wild should we not get our precious luggage… I don’t know… we CHECK BAGS. Let’s just leave it at that.
I am not sure why this has become a thing… probably because it never fails to make me feel high-maintenance, but it is now a running joke and something that I can surely set my watch by. This year, within 16 months of one another, we all turn 40 and that backpack is going to be put to the test.
So this card goes out to Laura’s backpack and the symbol of our friendship that it has become. Packed full, well traveled and worn to bits but still kickin’.
Hold on to them. The steadies. That is what this is all about.