I opened the small pink patterned note book in which I chronicled this year's challenges and victories, its pages secured by a knot, promising confidences kept.
I found on the fly-leaf, a conversation I recorded because it encouraged me, and I share it here because it is perfect for this day above all:
It was September, and our granddaughter Tippy was living out her dream--an art student at Sheridan College. She and her class-mates were instructed to draw a picture that represented themselves. Then, anonymously, the drawings were made into a slideshow for the class to view and analyse.
When Tippy's drawing came up, some of the students commented on the strokes, saying that they indicated that the artist was confident and strong.
As Tippy recounted this to our daughter Brenda later, she said, "Mom, if you make a mistake, there's always more ink."
When I told Tippy later how her words affected me, I don't think she understood their power, but I pray that she, and others will. Fear of failure shows up in so many ways. In me it has frequently stopped me from even trying, to do something of importance to me.
Let this be the year to shake off the shackles of fear, to steward gifts--to try, knowing that failure is the path to any success worth achieving.
"There is Always More Ink"
Tippy Adams, 2016