Maybe our minds let us forget how much we love something in order for us not to miss it so much. Today in the pottery studio, I remembered that I love creating pottery. This love of creation shows itself in multiple areas in my life. My love of cooking is to create something to enjoy and be eaten. My cards that I make start from a blank white piece of paper to a message that can be felt and understood. Pottery has been an unfulfilled wish for many years since college when I had my first experiences with clay. As I sat at the potter's wheel, my focus was on a small, wet pile of mud. I start from mud and make something from which a person can drink or eat. I had no idea I missed it this much.
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