Theresa has been a rock. Lately, she has just gone above and beyond to make sure things get done around here. When I am sick she takes the baby out so I can rest. When I am complain-y she not only puts up with my crap but she makes dinner. Does the dishes, laundry, and sends the checks out on time. If she were not here this whole project would have crumbled at the start….just another one of my crazy overambitious pipe dreams. But because she is standing firm….this thing rolls on. She just walked in very upset…She went to drop the rent check off in the mailbox and got a parking ticket. We have had more than our share of them this year….and she is pissed. Telling me about her outing she is getting more and more upset. She feels like she is working so hard and she can’t catch a break. Deep breathe. Even though I am dizzy and sweaty from the Oxycodone I suggest we go out in the backyard and sit in the shade with out bare feet in the sun. She smiles. This sounds like a great break. As we sit and relax…we hold hands. We forget that we are parents, bill payers, lawbreakers, artists, dreamers…and just be there together. She talks about being hungry. I stand…wobbly and head into the kitchen. I make her the best egg burrito that I can muster. This food and this backyard and my silent company make for a great break from our crazy lives. I can feel that she feels better. I love her. I miss our times like this. She has just been a rock.
Today’s painting is a direct reflection of our wedding day. We folded a thousand paper cranes as decorations for that day. That was 4 years ago, this Friday. I feel like my gift is all about appreciation. I need to show her that I love her even more than the day we were married. Feeling the sunshine warm our feet together….feeling that we were on the same team again. That is what this painting is all about. Simple. Love is the greatest force of nature. And I am lucky enough to have been graced with her presence in this lifetime.