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Recently, my son Tanner was born. Since he entered my life I can't remember what it was that drove me to "do" before. I can't remember what it was that made me want to get up and earn a buck or two. It makes sense because my entire married life has been centered around him. When it wasn't him it was the hope or desire to have someone like him. But, I've drifted.
Ever since he's been alive, I've felt more alive. I've been able to create more things than I ever thought possible. I guess to say it in as few words as possible, I've had an explosion of creativity. I sat down last night and made preliminary drawings for a book I found myself writing for Tanner on Sunday night. I normally can't stand drawing, granted I'm not half bad (I'm just a perfectionist and hate making mistakes). But, I sat drawing last night and actually enjoyed looking at my drawings. I actually thought they were cute. I've never been happy with my own work before this. This is huge.
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