Finding Joy in the Journey

As I stood on a ladder, painting my son's room this week, I let my mind wander. I looked down at the colorful splatters on my paint clothes and remembered all I have learned as I've painted and repainted my home.


Since I live in an older home that we at first considered our "law school" house, I looked around me realizing how much this house of walls, floors, and ceiling has become a home to my family over the past four years.

Initially I thought my life would begin once my husband finished law school. It was while I waited for his education to end and his career to begin that I found myself immersed in the journey life took me on. Now, I laugh at John Lennon's statement, "Life is what happens while you're making other plans."

It has been during this time that I  have grown the most. I have learned to turn an ordinary house into a home through painting and stenciling. I also passed the time by writing a novel (which has yet to be published). I taught piano lessons and babysat. I survived a hurricane. I learned how to teach my children and to encourage their talents in music, art, gardening, and animals. I recently learned to make jam (it's easier than I thought!). My kids and I spent the summer learning to make quilts, both tied and patchwork. I learned how to use a sewing machine (yes, it's a miracle since I have always hated sewing!).  Last but not least, I learned how to serve others by watching those who have served me.

Now as I enjoy the fruits of my labors, I realize that wherever life takes me, it is the journey that changes a person, not the destination.