So, here I go again. I was at JoAnn's last night and I saw some dinosaur fabric which led to the brilliant idea to make John some dinosaur pajamas. This strikes fear into my heart because I have never done it before yet stirs my spirit because I am trying something new.
A year ago, we went through a huge change and it was really monumental for me. I thought I always knew what the plan was and, alas, I realized that I didn't really have any idea. Right then and there, I decided that life is to be lived and we are just here to enjoy the ride. So, it may not be earthshattering that I am trying to make pajamas and it won't be the lead story on the news tonight, but I will expand my horizons and then try. I may fail and I am sure that I will reach for my seam ripper more times than I care to admit, but I just can't wait to try. Isn't it usually in our failures that ultimately we have the greatest successes?