Grateful Graffiti

It goes way back...

The need to doodle that is...

It's in my DNA I guess..

I just can't leave paper and pen alone.

Paper and pen can take me anywhere..everywhere..anytime..

Shipping packages is one of the perks of my day.

I'm sending a piece of my heart to your home.

oh there are cute tags involved 

But something was just missing.

That blank brown paper was just so....blank.

So.

I grabbed the first thing in our junk drawer close by.

Good ole' Crayola!

This was my first one...

It felt good turning that blank brown paper into a canvas of thanksgiving.

After the first, I knew I could not help myself.

All day. I doodled.

I let my heart spill over.

And it felt good y'all...

I know my silly little doodles will be crumbled and pitched but it's OK.

If just one... speaks to someones heart...my job was done.

Many of you could buy from fancy department stores or huge chains...

But for the ones that find it in their heart to buy handmade..

I am thankful.

xoxo susie