At Last

It’s mine all mine!

I’m getting a package in the mail in a week or so.

…from Ireland.

I’m very excited because I’ve never received anything from overseas before.

I take that back. When I was in 7th grade I had a pen pal from Japan. She was the same age I was and she wrote her letters in perfect English. Her handwriting was pristine and her sentences were written along a straight edge. The letters themselves were written on rice paper.

Isn’t that the coolest? I still have them somewhere.

But this time, I’m getting a package.

I travel two or three times a year for my ‘real’ job. Every time I get in an airplane and fly across this great nation o’ mine I thrill at the view from above. I struggle to find the words to describe what I see as I look down from the sky.

...and I fail.

I see a patchwork quilt landscape. It gives me a lump in my throat and words are just never enough to convey the emotion.

So imagine my joy when I stumbled upon this.

I’ve coveted 38,000 Feet for over a year and yesterday I bought it.

I don’t know where I’m going to hang it just yet. I imagine it will tell me where it wants to live when it gets here.

I hope I’m worthy of it.

So do yourselves a favor and browse Eolai’s art sale.

You’ll find that for which there are no words.