Remembering

[mixincolors]

There are certain things that happen in life that never can be erased from one’s memory. I would consider these memories to be the first time I heard the words I love you, the births of each of my children, my grandparents dying and September 11, 2001

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[firesmithsghost]

Did I ever tell you how much that painting you gave to me in January meant to me? To hold in my hands something you created just for me, was one of the high points of my entire life.

I know it doesn't seem like that big of a deal to most people, but paint artists give away a part of their souls when they give a painting to someone.

I want you to know, I know.

[mixincolors]

In your daily writing you give to me and all other readers a gift as well, your gift, your soul. My gift to you was just a part of that "daily relationship" if you will that comes from the sharing of one's soul either through words or color.

For that one single act, a gift of my colors to be a high point, makes it all worthwhile.

Thank you for being my friend and thank you for your "gift" of words each day.