She carries a journal around to capture her thoughts — and they fly off the page, sending her down roads and alleys she never expected to travel. She’s also quite savvy on Pinterest — she has the kind of eye that doesn’t need much vision, just the tools and the props, and she’s off and running to create something beautiful.
She shadowed me in the crazy weeks leading up to the frenzied graduation party and ceremony. Then, a couple of days later, she was
brave kind enough to come back and help me organize the photos, make the banners, pick the flowers and make it all perfect.
We started with the banner, printing out the letters of his old Algebra papers, which he hated, so we had to switch to old pages from maps.
I thought I had all the photos I needed on the big board — but then,
The perfect place for the kid art mosaic, and a few other choice items.
I urged her to start a blog. Now. Sweet as she is, she simply said, I don’t want to be so self serving. Then, I explained to her that the blog isn’t so much about you as it is about your experience — and your willingness to give your insight, to help others make sense of what they’re feeling. And writing everyday, for publication — does change who you are.