DRAWINGS SPOKE WHEN I COULD NOT
I'm so grateful my parent kept my drawings and writings when I was a child.
In many ways I was mute.
A whole world was living inside of me.
Drawing and writing brought some of my inner world to the outside world.
To those closest to me.
I still practice this today.
"Except now I can talk" - a lot!
Perhaps too much!
I pay attention to what my child loves and enjoys.
And how they communicate through other means than words.