Perspective

I'm in crises, well, that's what I thought this morning.

I mean, I wish to create, but in somehow, I'm feeling lost.
This morning I wanted to created something that by the evening would be finished, just to give me a good spirit.
My spirit went below 0 when the children started to make trouble, Annika and Timothy fighting all the time and so on.

I started to loose every piece of hope, when then I started to move things around in my bedroom.
Yesterday at the Junk store I bought a old iron toilet table, just for 10 euro, and the plan was to use it for my flower seeds.
I imagined this little table next to the table from my sewing machine, and before I knew, I was already moving it into the house.

All afternoon I worked decorating my room, and I just forgot time.
How much I love to decorate, to make a new situation in my home, so you feel everything gets a different perspective.
You wake up in the morning and the first thing you feel is living in a different situation.
I love it!!!

I was so sad, that I didn't create on paper, but on the end I created an alive picture.
My daughter Annika told me before going to bed:
" mammie, looks like an old house "
She was telling me she felt an emotion of old times, and that's the nostalgic love true who I always want to express myself,
Suzanne.