Just a thought...

While talking about Life with one of the children I work with today, we shared our current interests and how they make us feel.  The children with whom I spend time inspire me on many levels, particularly this one child I saw today.  Whenever I am around her, I am infused with ideas, inflated with energy, and optimistic about life... I am grateful.  This is what I wrote down as we sat at her child-size table, me perched on a handmade stool, drawing and talking:

"I like to take photographs because it lets me look at the world through a different eye. This is also why I love to work with children, because in order to be present with them, one needs to be willing to look at the world through a fresh lens called Childhood."

Life is good :)

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