I posted a picture on Facebook last night. It’s a picture is of my daughter’s Christmas tree that I helped her to decorate. Standing out is one pink decoration in a sea of blue, green and silver. It’s a Christmas ball that I painted for her last year.
One of my critique partners, Bonnie, commented on it.
“How lovely... it feels like a valentine to the tree, or a heart pulse of your connection. ❤️”
A heart pulse of your connection... I love that.
My daughter and I have been through a trying time this past year, causing a strain in our relationship. Healing called for a letting go of expectations and hurt, while taking a firm hold of forgiveness.
Relationships can be as fragile as glass and sometimes they crack. It takes patience, commitment and most of all, love, to mend them.
Humans are imperfect - every one of us. But perfection is pretty overrated and it’s not a hill I’m willing to die on. That brings me to some basic questions. Will I love you with all your imperfections, inconsistencies and mistakes? And will you love me with the same?
People are complicated but love is simple. It bears all things, believes all things, hope all things and endures all things. Here’s the kicker: it never fails.
So yeah, the intuition my friend had about the pink Christmas ball was pretty accurate. It stands out, a heart pulse of a deep connection that remains.
I thought I'd write a few thoughts on art, life and whatever else comes to mind.