Yesterday was my birthday--which also marked an important anniversary. Last year, for my 40th birthday, my parents and son gave me an easel and some pastels. I had expressed a desire to revive a brief interest in art that, a few years previous, had led me to take a few pastel lessons. They thought that was a good idea, and gave me what I needed to get started.
I haven't looked back. I've drawn or painted nearly every day since then. This is more than a hobby--my whole life has changed! Calling myself "artist" may be the best thing that has ever happened to me. I feel so amazingly lucky to have found this calling.
Thanks for sharing it with me.