I'm interrupting my process posts to tell you that this painting, "Crossing Paths," and I will be at the BDAC Statewide Show this Friday at 7:00 pm! I've always been a deeply loyal person by nature, so transitions away from groups I've been close to have always been hard for me. I got choked up at my high school graduation, thinking of all the years I had grown up next to the people in that giant room, all the shared experiences we had, and how we would probably never all be together again like this. I had at least thirty different roommates throughout my single life, and it was hard to leave all those temporary families I'd grown to love. I would try so hard to hold on to co-workers, neighbors, people that had crossed my path and meant something at some point. But one day, I read this scripture that changed my opinion, "they give light to each other in their times and in their seasons, in their minutes, in their hours, in their days, in their weeks, in their months, in their years." Maybe it's okay to be each other's light just for a season. To help each other through some moment on our journey and then to keep traveling our separate ways. Maybe when we cross paths, it's so that we can light and lift each other, and isn't that a beautiful way to view all the people we're privileged to know? I can't even count all the many souls who have been a light to me.