Some roads are easy and some roads are hard. I’ve learned that neither one is right. It all depends on the circumstance. There have been times when certainty is a soft spoken hand on my shoulder washing stillness over me. I’ve felt that a few times in my life. What a liberating feeling that is. To just know. And trust. The path is all lined out for me and I don’t have to do anything. Other times the road is rough and rocky. The turns aren’t clear and the landmarks are few and far between. I really dislike that kind of road. I have learned over the years that I can really get lost and turned around on a road like that. I learn a whole lot along the way though. Like how to never go back that direction again, and how tough I really am, or how not tough I really am. It has been through all these times that I have relied on my creative spirit to help me through. I have found that you have to be creative in general if you want to have anything in life. Creativity can be defined in so many different ways, and expressed in so many different forms. Mine just happens to be photography. But there are so any more for me as well. I consider cooking a creative effort. Especially when you don’t ever follow a recipe. I think that I am creative in how I raise my kids, and pay my bills and communicate with my friends or family. We are all creating our path. And I have been learning every day how to feel out what direction to take in each moment. What feels right to me to avoid that bumpy road? I have learned that there is no avoiding it. Sometimes we just can’t not go down that road. And from there we learn so much. The roughest roads are the ones that lead us to the sweetest places.