"Let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.
Let me be gay; let me be sad.
Let me be cold; let me be warm.
Let me be hungry...have too much to eat.
Let me be ragged or well dressed.
Let me be sincere-be deceitful.
Let me be truthful; let me be a liar.
Let me be honorable and let me sin.
Only let me be something every blessed minute.
And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that
not one little piece of living is ever lost."
- Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
Art - colored pencil on colored paper, 2001.
Bouncing and floundering and laughing and crying...
and floating and grappling...
all in a day's work.
I have previously shared the Betty Smith quote from my favorite book,
but it was calling to me and I had to share it again.