When I sat down to create my Connection Page Monday morning I had no idea the stuff that was about to come out. That’s what I LOVE about Art Journaling…that’s WHY it is so HEALING!
I began by gathering a few images, papers, quotes and a letter stencil.
As soon as I saw the image of the person on the pier I started to formulate my Story. The word ALONE came to mind. I used my own painted papers with my favorite letter stencil and glued it onto the image.
The other thing I knew about this page was it was going to be a double spread…I rarely do those but I have a feeling the more writing I do in my journals the more of these I will have!
This typewriter image fit beautifully! Writing has healed me in so many ways!
As I wrote out my Story, all this stuff that I hadn’t thought about in YEARS just poured out. It was obvious I needed more room to write so I added a full page tip-in to my page.
The full page is below…I LOVE this so much!
I realized while creating this page that I have always been a loner…not by choice but it’s kind of how I was raised. My Dad was an alcoholic and my Mom was in a deep state of depression and was anorexic. From a very young age I spent most of my time alone. My Dad was either at work or out in the garage drinking. My Mom spent most of her time asleep on the living room floor. Here is an excerpt…
“I was scared at times being so alone. My neighborhood friends are what saved me from living in almost total isolation…and school. I loved school and my teachers. I got lost in books and TV shows. the TV was my best friend. The Brady Bunch, Little House, The Walnuts. All families with so much Connection to one another. Connection. That’s what was missing in my family life. It’s not that we didn’t love each other. We did. But we were all so alone.”
WHOA! That was a HUGE Awakening for me!! It explains why I turn to TV today when life gets hard and I feel sad. I always turn to old television sitcoms and now I know why!
I also talked about my drinking problem I had in college. Girls, I was an alcoholic. There is no two ways about it. It’s something I am not proud of but I AM proud that I dug myself out of that pit.
God never left me. I never left God. He saved me. And while life wasn’t always so rosy I AM grateful for the lessons I have learned!!