Confessions of a Mad Illustrator

I know it's been a redonkulously long time, but here I am...my blog hasn't been as much a part of my life as before. I guess it's because David says it's unprofessional to have a blog linked to one's website, when that person is using said website to promote oneself. I happen to think that despite the cold digital format, we are all human beings in the end, and I'll post personal stuff if I want to...

I turned 30 today - which is a big deal to me; my twenties were chaotic and painful - I doubt I would ever repeat them, even if you offered me a lot of money. My parents disowned me, I got a teaching job, got married, took out a mortgage....all in a very small amount of time. I am still struggling with those sudden responsibilities, so that I'm still trying to remember that I DO still have family out there that cares about me. I received a card from my beautiful sister for my birthday, and it was the sweetest thing anyone could have received. She included a little picture of herself, with a note, which was the most beautiful thing in the world. I miss her so much; I just sobbed when I read the card. I care about what SHE thinks of me above anyone else in the world , and it stinks that she's in Nashville, while I'm still here in Savannah. I wish she could move down here and build up SCAD's fledgling music program - and she would be a genius at it, as she has always been with music. I just miss her so much it hurts. I cry when I think of her. She is my role model and my inspiration in anything that I do. I love you, Lissa...you are the best thing that ever happened to me....