In walks Braxtyn. "So, what do you think of our kitchen since last time you were here?" I asked. Thoughtfully with her finger on the side of her cheek she replies, "Well, it, it looks damaged!" A child's commentary on our kitchen renovation!
It wasn't much later that our granddaughter found the damaged kitchen to be her personal, private playground. Armed with a purple, red and black sharpies, she transformed the damaged walls of our kitchen into a vast canvas. I reminded her that you must have special permission to write on walls, and today I was granting that special permission.
How often do you grant yourself special permission to rethink the damaged days of your life? Is it possible that if you armed yourself with some colorful ideas you could turn the too serious days into something new and innovative? Don't get stuck looking at things in the same old way. Give yourself special permission to create something new from something that's been damaged.
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