It’s nice to know a bit about the person you’re painting. I know this guy well. After all I beat him in a leg wrestle when he was 14 and I was dating his brother. When he came home quite sick from his mission for his church, skinny and as thin as can be, everybody cried except his grandfather who said, “You’re looking good boy.”
He brought his teenage daughter to my house so she could learn how to make French bread. He was opinionated and funny. He was someone you could banter with. He cared about life and his family so much that he withstood all odds and lived life. He would not give up and he hung onto life as long as he could. Life is a beautiful gift. There is joy and beauty all around us. There is great beauty and joy in the relationships we have with others. Take joy in those moments.