Dear Creativity, What’s happened to us? We used to be so close. Whatever I was doing, you were there with me. You kept me smiling. No matter how far the journey, you made sure I took time to look out the windows during the trip.
Remember when I called you in because I wanted to learn to oil paint? Then painting went on the back burner and we never talked about it? You must have thought I no longer needed you. Who could blame you for taking a hike?
You must know that I couldn’t forget you. You make all things new, and all new things possible. I never meant to push you aside like that; and I would never dream of permanently abandoning you. I just got busy. Other things took priority for a while.
Then a few weeks ago I went looking for you. I even pulled out the oils and canvas so you could see I was dead serious about reconciliation. You can’t be that far away. Every so often I get a glimpse of you.
Neglecting you has been one of my biggest mistakes. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be where I am right now. When I saw obstacles, you always saw opportunity. When I was log jammed, you blasted me into the rapids. You’re the part of me that makes me me.
So I am serving notice right now that I want you back, and that I’ll never let you go again. I am officially declaring 2015 - The Year of Creativity. And until you return, I will be stationed at my easel, brush in hand, waiting for the inspiration that only you can bring.