Andrew, my grandson, was here for a visit with his parents last week so that we could celebrate his first birthday. We invited some close family friends over to share in the celebration and cake, and they brought Andrew three Mylar balloons.
I now have a cherished memory of watching Andrew tow one of those floating, bobbing, shiny balloons from room to room, waving his arms to keep his balance, holding tightly to the ribbon of that balloon. It’s an image that stayed with me all day Sunday after he left with his parents to return home, and even entered my dreams at one point during that night. The image of that little boy and his balloon has become a creative icon.
As I watched Andrew take his balloon for a walk, here is what I learned: Read More→
