Mary Engelbreit has a line of whimsical and very colorful stuff that hits home. (Another favorite is her "Queen of Everything" which my youngest wore proudly during her preschool years... and preteen). I like her use of vibrant colors.
Maybe I like bright colors because I've had a colorful life, filled with lots of colorful people. I'm always hesitant to share too much since Momo and Pop read this blog occasionally.
My oldest, Jessica, always teases me and suggests I'm too old to be afraid of my parents. I'm not afraid of them--I have respect for them. I would never intentionally do or say anything to upset them or make them uncomfortable... key word being intentionally. Sometimes we all slip up, though.
Bad thing is, sometimes it takes a while before we even realize we may have slipped up. Then we're not sure. And we have to think about it and analyze it and worry over the possibility some. Then we brush the entire thought aside because, after all, that happened so long ago and what difference does it make NOW?
The difference it makes now is that our perspective has changed and we can see things that weren't so apparent during the initial decision making process. And, to make things more interesting, everyone has their individual take on just how things went down. Chances are when you hear their memory fragments, you'll wonder if someone has lost their mind... and you're not sure whether it's them or you. Because that is not what happened and they didn't get all the facts. Or they don't quite understand why...
I spent too much money for some very good legal advice that saves me in times like these:
You have to make the best decisions based on the information available at the time.
Just make the decision and go with it. A leap of faith, so to speak.
But in essence, faith in yourself.