On Our Own

   This weekend was tough.

   The first art weekend without our mentor.

   No one sitting at the head of the table... no one hogging all the pickled beets at supper time ... no little surprise treats at the table... no pearls of wisdom when things went south...

    But, you know what? We made it through. The first night was pretty rough and raw. The teacher's work area had been set up at the end of the big table, as usual - but no one was sitting there. We all sort of did a double take when we came into the work room. The space just seemed so "empty". It was somber and sad, at first. We missed Christy's big laugh and the hearty greeting that she always gave. I think (without saying it out loud) everyone was a little nervous about attempting the projects without the guidance that we felt we needed.

   Then everyone started in on their project, a little hesitant at first. Before long, people were sharing their talents and supplies and lamenting the fact that Christy was not here, but figuring things out and offering suggestions when someone else needed a hand. The canvases turned out beautifully and we were proud of ourselves! I guess we must have been paying attention to Christy's teachings after all!

   I know that she was with us, I know that she thought we had done well.

   I know she would be proud, too!