9.15.2012

something quick and quiet to say

Today was the third anniversary of a very sad time for my family.

I spent some time this morning reflecting on the situation, and for the first time I wasn't filled with sad, haunting thoughts.  

Instead I was filled with a power I rarely feel within myself, a confidence I hardly recognize, and a level of inspiration I would trade many things to be in the company of on a more regular basis.  

We lost a member of our family in a tragic and confusing manner, and usually this is what dominates my memories of him.

But today I remembered what I was thinking the morning before I found out of his passing:  that he was the only one who ever truly encouraged me, and I am grateful for it. 

He was a quiet person, didn't say much.  But he could be so funny, and drew the best comics I have ever seen to this day.  He put rhythm to music and created the fine instruments that same music was made from.  Although I didn't know it then, I do now: 

He was an artist.  And he knew I could be, too.  

Sometimes it only takes a single person to change how we look at ourselves.  I only hope I can remember to see myself this way, every day.  


Photo borrowed from Ben Jones' page

3 comments:

  1. yes, beautiful. sorry to hear of the heartache, but happy to hear of what has been seen through it. x

    ReplyDelete
  2. So beautiful. Thanks so much for sharing.

    ReplyDelete