Last week, I attended this art thing that one of the teachers at my school was hosting. It's like one of those sip and paint deals where you create your own "masterpiece" from start to finish while snacking and hanging out with friends. Only, we didn't just get to work with paint...we also used a lot of different mixed media which put a whole new spin on things.
Anyways this got me thinking. An artist starts with a blank canvas, and can put a lot of thought and planning into it, never truly knowing how it will turn out. Parenting is kinda like that. You plan, and you dream. You make sacrifices, you toil, you teach, and you learn. You do the best you know how, and you hope for the best, but sometimes you never know what you're gonna get, or how things will turn out...
