I've seen better days.
Today did not find me at my finest, nor did circumstances encourage me out of my lowly state.
But even on a day like today, sunlight shines through.
Today the glimmer of light was a chance to sit down and paint in the company of a candle and a good song and nothing (and no one) else.
The kids had already painted (we paint every Thursday), and I had helped A.J. play with a little color. When they all left to play outside, I slipped into the chair and painted.
I should have been cooking.
But playing with that paint healed the little pains and regrets of the day.
Moses, our 14 year old "son" sat down and painted too. I don't think he had ever painted before. He was so quiet and contemplative and content for quite a while.
Wet-on-wet water coloring is a beautiful thing. There truly is something healing about it, and no matter how novice you are at painting, something beautiful seems to emerge from the paper.