While my son is at the Y playing basketball, I’m trying to figure out which hat I’ve got on. You know, out of the closet full of hats I’ve got: designer (I do design work for a company that creates and sells items for preschoolers), Mom (well he’s at the Y and Sara’s away in college, so I can set that hat on the back of my head for a few minutes), wife (okay, Ron’s out of town), writer — blogging counts. Also performer, speaker, artist, daughter, friend. My friend hat may have been slipping lately. I may have lost one along the way due to all the hat switching.
When you’ve only got one head (and that’s all I’ve seen in the mirror) you have to make choices. Mostly my friends understand. My parents have been patient. My employer doesn’t want to hear about it. I pick and choose. Lay some things aside, pick others up. But my Mom hat, though occasionally pushed back from my forehead, is never hung up. No matter what else I am, I’m always Mom. Even if it’s long distance with my girls or with one ear tuned to hear my son’s key in the door.
The pictures at the top are some of my functional art pieces (Yeah, every now and then I get in the studio to create.) The first one, “6 impossible things before breakfast” is a mirror I made after reading this fun quote from “Alice in Wonderland”
I can’t believe that!” said Alice.
“Can’t you?” the Queen said in a pitying tone. “Try again: draw a long breath, and shut your eyes.”
Alice laughed. “There’s no use trying,” she said: “one can’t believe impossible things.”
“I daresay you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen. “When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”
The chair in the second picture is the first in a series of 4. I call it “goddess I, the mother” It’s one of my favorites.