I will admit that I buy Q-tips with tan bamboo sticks because they match the palette of my bathroom.
When you don’t have to explain this, then you know you have found your tribe. And what peace! What joy! What a relief to be yourself.
Conversations with my daughter-in-law are labored, her English, my French. But we have connected through a common palette. We both love the calming natural colors. She walked through my office and softly touched the tans and creams and whites and blacks. We laughed and smiled, both understanding the extensive joy that only a box of Jonathon Adler matches can evoke. Connected. Family.
When I was young, I remember people saying things like “you’ll find your way home,” “you’ll find love.” But maybe we have it wrong. I’m not sure any of it is found, but instead brought to life, nurtured, traveled, lived. And when it’s right, it’s as comforting as your signature palette. No performing, or worrying, just being. Oh, how I wish that for everyone! The comfort of your palette. The pleasure of your path.