On one wall hangs two of my prized possessions - one made by my daughter and the other by my son, when they were both in preschool.
- My daughter’s was a Thanksgiving craft. Using her newly acquired skill of cutting with scissors, she cut, pasted, and drew a turkey. The teacher asked her what she was most thankful for, and then wrote her comment on her turkey: “I'm thankful for my mommy.” (Before you get the impression that I am the favored parent - her daddy got lots of affirming artwork too!) Each time I've looked at this simple little sentence, it has never failed to warm my heart!
- For my son’s craft, someone traced his tiny preschool hands. He cut out their shapes and glued a heart between them, as though the hands are holding it. It was not a Thanksgiving craft - but it makes me feel thankful whenever I look at it. His hands are now bigger than mine, but I am so lucky to have held his, as he was growing up. He will always have my heart!
Why wait for Thanksgiving? The true value of the holiday, I think, is how it reminds us to take a minute, and tell others how much they mean to us. To reflect upon the good things in our lives. To relive a memory or make a memory. To do something to make someone else thankful for us.
It sounds like a good way to make this weekend wonderful. Happy weekend!
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Is there artwork that makes you feel special or reminds you of the past?