Let Go of Pain

Dad, you’re supposed to protect me from people like you. All I ever wanted was your love and approval. My heart longs for a real father. Signed, your daughter This statement was written by a college student whose heart bled through the pen as her pain-filled words gushed onto paper. Like this young woman, the…

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Living Art and Jones Sodas

Sometimes an experience grows beyond one’s initial purpose. I had one of those enriching moments when a group of at-risk young teenaged boys came to work in my yard. After our introductions, one asked, “Why is your yard so nice?” “I’m an artist,” I replied. “My yard is like one of my art canvases. Have…

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Heaven’s Smile

Many of Marve’s timely words came at the low points. Times when the challenges seemed overwhelming and I wondered, Why don’t I quit painting? But during these rock bottom moments, Marve, my elderly art friend, seemed to know just the right thing to say. His kindness meant so much to me and to so many…

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