Today my daughter redecorated her room. For the past couple of days she has really taken to cleaning and sprucing up her space. It makes total sense. She is trying to contain this large world of her brain, her heart, and her ideas into a small area. It is an area that she realizes is currently safe, and she also realizes that this is the world that has to be her bigger world for awhile. I have always been calmed by doing the same thing… regardless of whether I was stuck in a pandemic. I wonder if she has seen me cope through trying to control my visual surroundings. I wonder if of all the ways of dealing right now, this might be the healthiest. Of course, I wouldn’t mind if she just cried and cried and cried. But until she does… I am going to appreciate the world of beauty that she created…
I wonder about all the rooms that we are inhabiting… what do they look like?
