Coloring for Kelel

A couple of summer’s ago we meandered from Florida to Chicago, to Colorado.  There were several other stops as we circled back to Florida.  Jim and I finally got to meet our niece, Senait, and nephew, Kelel.

I adore this sweet face.


Look at those dimples!  So cute.


Kelel had heard I am an artist.  He asked me to create with him. I don’t remember what we drew, but I do recall enjoying spending time in his company.

Recently I got a text from Megan.  Kelel was hoping I’d draw a koala bear for him because “Aunt Alice is the best artist I know.”  That made me laugh.  How many artists am I being measured against?  How many could he possibly know?

He had a school project and he was determined to impress his teacher.  I contributed a couple of small pencil sketches.  He got an “A”, surely based on his hard work, not my drawings.

Megan texted me the good news, adding, “Kelel wants to call and thank you.”   I can’t hear. The phone is hard for me on a good day.  He speaks English beautifully, but talking to anyone with an accent is generally an exercise in frustration for both me and the caller.  I asked if he would please email, but he really wanted a phone interaction.  I relented.  I’m glad I did.  I understood every word he said.  He was so appreciative that I had done the koala bears.

He then asked me to do a couple more drawings.  He offered to pay me.  Sweet, huh?  I had an enjoyable afternoon coloring while watching to videos about the power of positive thinking.

The drawings were for his teacher.  A sea turtle and a moose.  I sent them off and learned the teacher was delighted.  Aren’t I lucky to be able to make someone happy just by coloring?



I’ve just been given another joyful opportunity to color.  A friend asked me to do a drawing of her new kitten.  I’ll settle in to do that on Tuesday while Jimmy is on the golf course.


It worked again today!

I’m becoming more and more convinced that all this positive thinking stuff works!

Here is today’s experience. I went to Yoga and for the last fifteen minutes, we lay on our mats, meditating. I breathe in white light and breathe out sparkles. The sparkles float into the air and tap into all the optimistic power of the Universe.

After yoga, I hauled my sweaty self home. (I never would have imagined yoga is a sweat-inducing business.) Bronson greeted me joyfully. After loving on him for a bit I went to the computer. Checked out Gmail. My only emails are from zulily, Chase Bank, and Capital One. When did people stop emailing? Then I snooped around CNN news and finally opened Facebook.

Lo and Behold my friend Judy sent me an FB link to best-selling author Judy Blume’s new Master Class. I adore Judy Blume.  One of my favorite books is The Pain and the Great One.


All my positive thinking manifested a class offered by one of my favorite kids’ authors! See? There are no accidents.

I plunked down $90, gathered all my coloring equipment and planned to spend the afternoon coloring while at “school.”


It turns out the class doesn’t begin until January. So I’ve put the pencils and coloring bookmark away.

Instead, I’ll sit on my broad backside and read Ken Follett’s A Column of Fire. Jimmy bought it at Costco, but he’s still picking his way through Gone with the Wind, so I pilfered it. Jim reads very slowly which gives me plenty of time to finish. Recently I asked him, “Do you read every word?”  He replied, “Of course. What do you do? Skip every other one?”  Possibly.