Over the past few months, I have thought a lot about what I do. Is it the work that is causing my lungs to shut down? Since pneumonia, I am working, but I’m working slowly, and I don’t have the same energy, the same breath that I did before. Will this work that I have worked so hard for, one day become too much for me to do? I have thought of the many ways that I can modify my workload and how that looks. I think of my dad. I remember when he told me that he gave away all of his tools because one day he got down on the floor to do something and could not get back up again. But dad was older, and he wasn’t working so very hard at exercise and health as I am now. I think giving up sculpting really sucks if I have come to this place where my career is taking off, but maybe, just maybe, I have been thinking, maybe God has something else in store for me, something better then I would never move to had sculpting not been taken off the table. So instead of being worried that this love of my life may one day have to be left behind, I’m looking with anticipation to what wonderous journey and new direction God will send me on, and in the meantime, I’m savoring all of the sculpting that I am doing.
Looking ahead with excitement,
Pusche