most times I fail a few times I stumble and sometimes I...

And sometimes I color on shoes.

And sometimes I paint.

And sometimes I doodle.

and sometimes I take pictures.

I've found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.

A moment of bravery. A moment of overwhelming a love. A whisper of "It's okay, mommy, I'll be strong for you" carried across the wind. A child's trust in himself that overcame the gripping fear of his mother.