My plan today was to show you a time-lapse video of me painting an apple. There is no video. I’d like to say that the battery died, which it did, right from the start, and I changed it. But I guess in my excitement to start painting again, I forgot to hit the button, and now I have a delightful little apple, but no video. So today’s offering is not a video, but a painting of an apple. I like the apple. I liked painting it. You didn’t get to see it happen, but it did. And I hope somehow, in knowing the story, you can see the love in that.
I am not the same person I was when my canvas was blank. I have worked and blended and stroked and changed, and I have become. You haven’t seen each step along the way, but I show you now, who I am, who I have become, and I hope you can see the love in that. Maybe we could all do that for each other — accept who is here today, right in front of us — and know that it took a million strokes to get here — a million blends to reach these colorful lives. And if we could see the beauty in these vulnerable presentations of these little apples, these little and beautiful lives, then I guess it would be hard to miss the love in that.

February 6, 2021 at 4:32 pm
Beautiful words to go along with the beautiful strokes of your brush.
February 6, 2021 at 4:48 pm
Thank you so much! xoxo