My oh my, it's July

Dedicating this Post to my Mother who was born on the 1st of July.

My mother was born in Shreveport, LA.

She is all I aspire to be and has taught me to appreciate the importance of education. I have gained my work ethic from her and learned not to be afraid of what I don't know I can do. She is my heart and my adventurous side. She gave me the respect for women all men should have. My mother is like no other, and she is only one. I love you and always will. Thank you for having me.

An Artist Am I

Read a Q&A about how to be a Freelancer this morning.

Glad I did because it told me what I needed to hear and let me know I am on the right track. My talent does not go unnoticed, but doesn't seem to take me anywhere. I know I have to make the move to push my name out there, but time only holds me back. Many projects this year and so little in the ways of a means to accomplish them. Some nights I am able to stay up burning the midnight candle and others I try, but my body begs me for rest. How are you going to do this, I ask myself. Myself replies, I don't know.
My birthday is coming up and leaves me with another year to reflect upon. I'll be ready for a stout drink and fun with my girl. Year 28 was good and made many life changes, career, relationship, and understanding just a little more about how it all works. My father has had a stroke, luckily a small one, but still a stroke. Doing my best to coop with my thoughts and emotions on the matter and visiting him every chance I get. Look forward to his discharge. Hoorah, and thanks for listening.