I’m almost twenty-seven, and these are a few of my favorite things:
- drawing, sketching, and otherwise doodling
- building dollhouses
- climbing trees
- exploring toy aisles
- reading picture books
- building blanket forts
So I guess I’m the child who survived, all the while singing Julie Andrews songs in the shower.
As a kid growing up, if I couldn’t have the thing I wanted, I would either write it or draw it into my life. Usually those things were swimming pools and ponies and, on the occasion I was feeling particularly adventurous, haunted houses. I found out early on that I could actually create my own happiness.
Now I’m all growed-up, and I find myself doing the same thing. Some people think I’m sweetly naive. Some people look surprised when I tell them I went out and earned degrees in art and in music. I’m sure a lot of people don’t really understand why there’s a permanent blanket fort in the bedroom or why I climb trees barefoot or why I carry a sketchbook everywhere I go, or even why I’m still collecting children’s books and lalaloopsies and building them little houses and bunkbeds (for their comfort, of course).
But this is the thing. I know who I am and I know what I want my life to be, and I know that I can create that life. That doesn’t mean that I’ve settled on:
- opening my own comfort food cafe
- becoming an architect
- working toward a career in interior design
- buying a zoo
- working as a professional hot air balloon pilot
- writing and illustrating books
- playing in the London Horn Sound
- saving dolphins
- starting an art therapy program
- becoming the first whimsical President of the United States! (maybe not)
- etc. etc. etc.
It just means that I’m comfortable making life what I want it to be, whether it be all of these things or none of them.
If you want to know what in the world I think I’m doing, I’ll tell you. I’ve drawn hope into my life, and I want to draw hope into the world. That’s all. And while I’m being overly mushy (I got a degree in that as well), I want to thank my family and friends and my husband and all the kittens and puppies in my life for being so supportive of my wild and crazy dreams of never actually growing up. Everything I do, I dedicate to you!