Yesterday while I was looking though his work, I couldn't help but wonder.. what would life be like if I had also chose that path. What if I put my painting as my number #1 priority. I like to think that I could have made it.. I once had a professor get very frustrated at me and tell me that I had the talent, I could do great things with my art, but I did not put the time in. And she was right, if I had worked harder and painted more, I probably could have been something great. What if I put more time in, I could be in galleries, art shows, and would be as inspiring to others as my friend is...
After I threw myself a pity-party of what could-have been... I stopped and looked around at my life. I could have been a great artist.. but how fulfilling would that have been to me? Maybe my art would hang on a wall of a gallery.. but who would have been waiting for me when the big gallery party was over? My paintings couldn't love me back. I certainly wouldn't have time for a family. I could have been a great painter.. but I am a great mother. I am a good wife... and for now I am an OK artist, and I am fine with that. The kids will get older.. and I will eventually have more time for myself, so maybe then I will focus more on my art. But for now, as I look down the road not taken, I could not be happier with the path I chose.
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