I haven’t had anything to, really, say. My mind has been elsewhere. I’ve been distracted. And, although I’m keeping up on all my custom orders, I haven’t been very good at getting out in the garage and getting other stuff done.
Last week was the first week I felt the creative bug again, since my accident in February. It’s the first time I went out and worked on non-custom items, with fervor.
Everything in time.
However, I also decided, last week, to start re-watching Grey’s Anatomy. And, something about the last part of one of the shows, in season one, really touched my heart.
I spent a good part of my life drawing boundaries. Keeping people out. Building my walls, and let me tell you, they were tall. Insurmountable. I thought I was safe there.
Then, with lots of work, I took the walls down. Brick. By. Brick.
You know what it’s like to fundamentally change something about yourself that’s been that way for, oh, let’s say, 15 years? Ya, when something happens again….it’s hard not to revert.
So, when that piece of wood flung off, hit my face, left me with a nice little scar, and a smile that’s still not quite right…. It also threw me back into wall building mode. Sheltering myself. Keeping myself safe.
If I don’t go out into the garage, nothing else bad will happen. Well, other bad stuff happened. I have a whole list.
So, here’s to breaking down the walls again. Thank you, Grey’s Anatomy, for the reminder.
The quote from Grey’s Anatomy:
“At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries. They don’t keep other people out… They fence you in. Life is messy. That’s how we’re made. So, you can waste your life drawing lines… Or, you can live your life….crossing them. Here’s what I know: If you’re willing to take the chance, the view from the other side? It’s spectacular.”
