My Table

My dad set me up with space after space so that I could paint more and more. He made sure I had everything I needed in order to be as comfortable as possible. The first thing he set up for me was this table so that I didn’t have to paint on the grass. And after almost 2 years of being painted on, I may have to part with it due to this house fire and the mess that’s become of our home. It’s just a messy and lob-sided table but it holds more value now than when I first got began using it. Grateful for a dad that knew everything I needed better than I do. Thankful for a God that gave me those moments and so much more.

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