I had one goal this Tuesday in February. Honey Dew and Blue Lagoon.
I was in a fog last week, we had buried my step-dad and I was just getting my head around my loss when it occurred to me it was time to create something. Plant a garden, paint a room. Something. Focus on a project that brought me joy and created something lasting. So this morning I found a gallon of Honey Dew paint and a pint of Blue Lagoon in the garage and I set forth on the downstairs bathroom. We have lived in this house twelve years and it is the only room I have never painted. The dirty white walls were screaming for attention. Begging for new life.
Twelve hours later, I have a new room, a new spirit. Sure I haven’t showered and there is paint in my hair and the dog hasn’t been walked and I haven’t exercised but I have created something with color, attacked a project, just like my step-dad did many times, again and again. Like my brother-in-law said during the eulogy…Hal remodeled a perfectly good house. So this man knows creating. And he did it with gusto. I know he was with me today spreading color on the walls, adding life to a little room in a basement.
by J.G. McGlothern