Bless the Children

image.jpegThe other day, we had some chores to take care of. Among them was a trip to the driver’s license bureau to renew Papa’s license. I thought I knew where to go but road construction and a confused Google turned a half hour trip into a much longer ride, with lots of frustration  on the menu. When we finally arrived, we drew ticket number 50, a long wait. As we sat there, I noticed this little guy about two years old. His mom and older brother were busy with their iPhones, so he was looking for entertainment. First he wrinkled his nose, then he nudged my foot, and soon we were exchanging high fives. His black curly hair was caught up in a topknot, and his eyes were incredibly dark and beautiful. In a remarkably short time we were finished and ready to go. I asked his mother permission to photograph him, and she took him out in the sun to get a good photo. I’m really new at portraits so it was with some trepidation that I sat down to paint Little Ocean. Good things happened. Both his mom and I were happy with his portrait, and a beautiful memory emerged from a dreaded errand. See how that works? When we show up and open up, life hands us a beautiful moment. Try it, you’ll like it!

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