Holding a Heart in your Hands

All my life I've known how to draw. I've been blessed by God with this talent. As I got older, I realized how valuable my talent was, but I must admit I unwillingly took it for granted. I've never known anything different; never known what's it's like to not be able to draw. I've been continuing my freelance business for quite a few years now, and I've done so many portraits for people. I knew they meant a lot to the people I was drawing them for, but I just let it roll off my back; cross another project off my list as I got it done.

It wasn't until today, years after I've been drawing portraits for people and many years since I discovered my talent that I've been truly touched by one of my new customers. Her name is Cassie. I met her about 6 months ago at one of my art shows, and she expressed her interest in getting a portrait drawn for her husband. Well, it was one of those things that fell through the cracks for a few months, and it recently resurfaced. She gave me the picture to draw, and with it, included a letter. I have permission from her to include it in my blog today, because I felt I had to share it with you. It brought me close to tears, and as I was reading it, I then realized how much my drawings mean to people. It isn't just something I cross off a list, it's something that makes a difference in their life and I'm so happy to contribute to that.



Here is a picture of sweet Kevin. I'm so humbled by the opportunity to do this project - I cannot wait to start it.


Of course, I'll post it on here when I'm done. Thank you Cassie for allowing me to be a part of something so meaningful in you and your husband's life.