on Thursday, June 21, 2007

My daughter drew me a picture years ago.
She wrote in calligraphy one of my favorite sayings.
I framed her drawing.
It hangs in the guest bath in June.

This saying is how I felt about being a parent.
It is how I feel about my art filled life.
It is a process.
I am kind to my way.

I befriend me in my growth.