Earlier in the year I set out my paints and my easel, wanting to reconnect with the artist I had been. I took out all my oils, laid out my pain brushes – but was paralyzed. I couldn’t do the first brush stroke. I have always waited for something to appear to me – to beg me to paint it- but nothing came. Lilly and I splotched pain all over a large cardboard box and we drew flowers and suns.
Today I asked her what we aught to do today. She wanted to paint – just like we did along time ago. She had remembered this precious moment – months ago –where we co-painted and were silly together. I then question why we don’t do it more often – I just never get round to it. We looked at some photos of when Morgan was 18 months to 2 or so – just before she was born. I did so much craft and creative things with him it wasn’t funny – and have the photos to prove it. Mother guilt has truly kicked in now –wondering why I have allowed Lillys artistic talent to wane and that I have stunted her creative growth.
When we picked Morgan up, we made afternoon tea – lots of yummy fruit on sticks and crackers and some left over cheeses from Saturdays party. Another note – my kids rock – they will taste and try everything, Both have decided that blue vein is pretty yucky, but like brie over camembert. A whole tub of marinated Boccanini was consumed in one sitting. Morgan loves to experiment with tastes and so we had savory rice crackers with yogurt and jam on them, cheese and strawberries etc.
We shot off to the park on our bicycle – doing a big loop on the tracks. We are so blessed to live here! Wide clean and safe areas for the kids to learn to ride their bikes - a creek full of interesting things and bushland just behind us. Precious moments. They slip past us so quickly and unless you recognize and celebrate them – you lose all sight of what is important – always striving for the next thing.
I saw a beautiful quote – Today is a gift – why else is it called the present?
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