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Before our move I traded old artwork for a clean slate. Family rules and whimsical subway art for newly painted walls in want of character. I sought new words cautiously and intentionally, joyfully and hopefully.

The choice came unexpectedly, a delightful recognition of a too often forgotten truth. An unadorned love letter to each new day to be placed where we gather our coats and shoes, backpacks and breath before embarking on our individual paths.

A reminder for the busy days, when we wake tired, not yet ready to leave the comfort of our dreams; when the day promises tests of patience or will with discouragement or disappointment; on the occasions we look too far past today or get muddled in days past.

It is an encouragement for times we second guess our abilities or undermine our contributions; a gentle push when we pause too long on the sidelines of our dreams. Words of encouragement written on the wall, a Christmas wish come true.

Tagged: Art, Family, Home, Musings