{"id":2330,"date":"2015-01-16T18:37:02","date_gmt":"2015-01-16T23:37:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.honeyishrunkthegrief.com\/blog\/?p=2330"},"modified":"2015-06-11T12:11:38","modified_gmt":"2015-06-11T16:11:38","slug":"dancing-giraffe-eating-blueberries","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.honeyishrunkthegrief.com\/blog\/2015\/01\/16\/dancing-giraffe-eating-blueberries\/","title":{"rendered":"Dancing Giraffe Eating Blueberries"},"content":{"rendered":"

(from my 1\/15\/15 HoneyIShrunkTheGrief.com Facebook post<\/a>)\"blueberry_giraffe\"<\/a><\/p>\n

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“It’s a dancing giraffe eating blueberries!…and I painted it!” a bright-eyed 2nd grader announced to me during class.<\/div>\n
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I couldn’t have been more impressed and asked if I could take a picture of it, to look at whenever I needed a lift.<\/div>\n
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“Sure!” he quickly replied, looking like the most giving creature on earth.<\/div>\n
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“Want to know why his face is blue?” he impatiently asked, hardly able to wait for my response.<\/div>\n
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“Yes,” I said, “why is it blue?”<\/div>\n
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And with a beauty and sincerity that is so hard to find anywhere beyond childhood, he excitedly shared, “Because I messed up and got blue on his face when I was painting the sky. But then I decided to make him even better!…by adding more blue and having him eating Blueberries!”<\/div>\n
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“Wow!” I said, “That was such a wonderful idea! I love it!!”<\/div>\n
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He seemed to inherently recognize the beauty in his act, and he walked away glowing. And he left me glowing too — because his love of life recharged my soul — and because I felt incredibly comforted knowing that he had a gift that would serve him well in this world. I just pray that he never outgrows it. But if he ever does (because it happens to the best of us), I pray that he too has a child someday remind him that all catastrophes…big and small…can be made beautiful, if you add some love and creativity.<\/div>\n

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