Some holiday art, from our family to yours.
Merry Christmas, Everyone!
Merry Christmas, Everyone!
 |
| By Elinor Rose Silack (Almost 3) |
 |
| By Evan Samuel Silack (Age 5) |
 |
| By Stephen Michael Silack |
 |
| By Alison May Silack |
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Merry Christmas From the Silacks!
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
On Love and Fear (A Letter to Self)
They, the pretty sparkly ones with the plump hearts, let them love you. More importantly, love them. Love them the way you want to be loved, and let that love fill you up, make your heart plump, too.
They, whose passion and wonder far exceed their tiny forms, be with them. Be like them. Allow their passion and wonder to fill your soul and color your perception. Hold them close, then let them fly. Perhaps doing so will help you to find your own wings as well.
He, who loves you with all his heart, let him. Believe in that love, know that you are worthy of it, and return it, despite his flaws. Goodness knows you too have flaws.
She, whose form you inhabit, please forgive her. She is human, and as such, imperfect. That is okay; let her be. Let her smile; let her shine. The heavy is never so heavy that it cannot be lifted. There are hands (and hearts) here to help. Fear not.
They, whose passion and wonder far exceed their tiny forms, be with them. Be like them. Allow their passion and wonder to fill your soul and color your perception. Hold them close, then let them fly. Perhaps doing so will help you to find your own wings as well.
He, who loves you with all his heart, let him. Believe in that love, know that you are worthy of it, and return it, despite his flaws. Goodness knows you too have flaws.
She, whose form you inhabit, please forgive her. She is human, and as such, imperfect. That is okay; let her be. Let her smile; let her shine. The heavy is never so heavy that it cannot be lifted. There are hands (and hearts) here to help. Fear not.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)