“To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts.”
~Henry David Thoreau
It perfectly describes Sara.
She affected the quality of my days for three years.
She poured love and encouragement and empathy into my little world.
She reached over miles and nurtured me.
Me…twelve years her senior, still she nurtured.
My days were better because of Sara.
And in affecting my days…she affected my life because as Annie Dillard says:
“How we live our days is how we live our lives”
This makes me wonder…
Do I affect the people I come in contact with in a positive way?
Do I pour out love and encouragement and empathy…
Or stress and sharpness and judgment?
(~Father, help me to be an artist,affecting others for your glory~)
Today is Sara’s wake and my heart is profoundly sad.
And that’s okay because today, for me, sadness is appropriate.
I’m still counting gifts…
900-For my friend Sara, who was a master in the highest of arts…