To say that this week has been a whirlwind is a bit of an understatement. I started this week completely focused on two goals – finding Izzy and finding a way to keep moving forward if we didn’t find Izzy. And then…
My whole focus shifted in the split second that it took for me to look in the rearview mirror and see that crazy prodigal Basset Hound ambling her way towards me.
It is odd how the mind works. After the initial shock and disbelief started to wane, the first thought that popped into my head was ‘It’s over.’ And it is. The worrying, the waiting, the flyer-posting, the tracking sniffs, the sleepless nights, the miserable, sad toddler in the backseat calling for his dog and begging to get out of the car and PLAY instead of being strapped in day after day as we drive around searching. All of it is over.
Now the focus shifts to fattening up our now-frail Basset Hound, getting her to the vet to make sure that she is actually as healthy as she seems to be, and driving through what used to be unfamiliar neighborhoods to pluck down flyers and thank the people who went out of their way to help us.
Yesterday, one of the neighbor kids asked who found Izzy. When he heard that we found her ourselves, he said ‘You must be happy you don’t have to give anyone the reward!’
Well, sort of.
Instead of giving one reward to one person, we now have the ability to properly thank all of the people who went above and beyond to help us out. That is a significant part of my new focus as well.
Speaking of focus, I’ve completely lost mine in this post. I meant to talk about Illustration Friday. Heh.
The topic this week is ‘bottled’ and, quite honestly, I am struggling with finding the inspiration and motivation to tackle the theme this week. My recent reflections on my 365 project have me feeling like I really don’t want to try to force creativity simply for the sake of meeting some imaginary deadline. Real deadlines? Sure. Doing-something-for-fun deadlines? Not so much.
I’m still hoping that some brilliant ray of creativity might hit before tomorrow, but I’m really not counting on it. And, I guess I’m okay with that.
photo : bottles by yours truly