When Husband and I got back, my only regret was that we didn’t pick up a small piece of art to display in our house to remind us of our trip.
My Dad, who had recently taken up painting, happily offered to try to paint something for us. He asked me what I wanted it to look like, and I sent him a picture of some sea-side buildings in Mykonos, Greece. (For the record, I think it’s impossible to take a bad picture in Greece because everything is so scenic!)
Here is the picture I took. And here is my Dad’s incredible painting! We have it proudly displayed in our kitchen area, where we can see it at every meal. And my Dad cleverly used the frame of an old television to make the frame for the painting.
I enjoy telling people about it, just as much as I enjoy looking at it. In fact, without any prompting or related conversation at our breakfast party, I pointed at the painting and volunteered, “Look! My Dad painted that for us!”
I’m glad that we didn’t end picking up a painting in Greece because the one we have now is so much more meaningful.
My Dad’s birthday is coming up, and I just wanted to thank him for being such a wonderful (and talented!) father.
Happy Birthday, Dad!