These days and this year has been wonderful. I’ve realized that we are all artists. It’s like a friend once said, we all have our walk. Yes we all have our walk but what’s the same is what we give to each other, our laughs, our words, or smiles, our trust, our encouragement and simply every element that makes us who we truly are. We are all artists! How we give may be different.
Oh, that reminds me, I rewrote these words with blue paint. I want to do multiple versions of this prom. Yes, why not call it a poem. Every now and then I say yes that’s why I wrote this poem. And that’s another reminder. I was doing a little Pinterest research and a self-love painting project sounds like a great idea!
Thank you for reading and please subscribe if you already haven’t. It’s going to be a great summer. Fall is looks good too. I may not post on Friday.
With love,
Mireya
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