Being Bold.

I admire bold people. I especially admire bold women. And I have many in my life, thankfully. My mom who let absolutely nothing slow her down when she lost her husband at such a young age, with two young kids, who instilled in us through actions and words that you can do ANYTHING you set your mind to. My sister who has traveled the world, alone, followed her passion for education to many different, impressive programs, not to mention the fact that she basically started a whole new life about 4-5 years ago. And while there are several more, my grandmother, my girlfriends, etc. Today I'm going to focus on another bold woman I admire. My godmother, friend, and adopted sister, Jodie King.

Jodie has overcome situations and reinvented herself in the face of challenge in ways that would cause most people to crumble. And she does it with this paradoxical mix of kindness and a devil may care attitude that I just love. It's a rare combination, I think.

Anyway, she has loved to paint as long as I can remember, but in the last year she has really turned it up, doing shows and sharing her artwork in her social circles. And I am lucky enough to be able to display her work on my wall as Bennett gave me my first Jodie King Art piece for Christmas. Isn't it beautiful?

So pleased to have the art and even more pleased to have her! Looks great with the pink chair too, right? LUUUUUURV it.