It is late evening and I am sitting here across from my 25, no, 26 year old creation, watching him CREATE! He has a serious look on his face, what I can see being revealed behind his locks. He is CREATING!
His fingers flying across the tiny red equalizer keys as he CREATES. Turning knobs and pressing buttons. Playing chords and melodies on a keyboard with only fourteen white keys. There were fifteen but he wore that one out and it fell off and disappeared to God only knows where. Ten black keys to add harmony and whatever else. I don’t know. I DO know that He is CREATING.
Occasionally, he looks over at me. I smile. He smiles and looks back down. He continues to CREATE but now on the Mac computer. Composing, building, layering, molding, adding to, taking away, CREATING.
It is late evening and I am sitting here across from my 26 year old creation, watching him CREATE! I am so blessed.