I told my daughter about one of my favorite stories I read over and over as a child. And how I always wanted to run away and live in a tree. Just like Sam did in My Side of the Mountain a book written by Jean Craighead George. We are reading it together.
An hour later she gave me this picture. Here is my tree..
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Nattie's Painting of my Treehouse |
I love my child because she listens when it hurts the most, and I never knew until I saw she made a dream come true.
Brushing away the years .. and tears.. I thought ..
Forever she has asked me to paint or draw something for her. So late, late, late in the night, I picked up a brush and told her this was my nightdream for her, and it helped me go to sleep. I haven't painted in watercolor for 25 years. I like charcoal and pastels.
Her happiness over finding this blob on the kitchen table makes so many things possible.
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