We painted tiles at work today...
And it was the best thing we could have done.
My morning started with a forgotten babysitting job and
stomach cramps that were enough to make me want to jump off a bridge.
But as soon as I got into the program room with the music, the paintbrushes, the colors,
the kids busy with ideas, the frappuccino David picked up for me on his way to work,
my mind set to the task of creating and enjoying my ability to create.
The guitar tile is David's. It says "Music" and "Love" in Hindi.
The remaining three are mine.
And reveal my ever-existing, stubborn itch to get out into the world.
Thank God for art. And what it does to my soul.
And it was the best thing we could have done.
My morning started with a forgotten babysitting job and
stomach cramps that were enough to make me want to jump off a bridge.
But as soon as I got into the program room with the music, the paintbrushes, the colors,
the kids busy with ideas, the frappuccino David picked up for me on his way to work,
my mind set to the task of creating and enjoying my ability to create.
The guitar tile is David's. It says "Music" and "Love" in Hindi.
The remaining three are mine.
And reveal my ever-existing, stubborn itch to get out into the world.
Thank God for art. And what it does to my soul.
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