It's Not Easy Being Ordinary

It's Not Easy Being OrdinaryA Collection of Essays, Quotes, Poetry, Letters, and Extraordinary Art of an Ordinary Person I close my eyes and envision the garden. It is a spring morning, and the air is crisp with the first mornings frost. I see myself standing in the garden amongst the freshly planted seeds that were started a week ago. They have already begun to extend above and beyond Mother Natures dark, moist blanket, earnestly reaching toward the clear blue sky, the warmth

A Collection of Essays, Quotes, Poetry, Letters, and Extraordinary Art of an Ordinary Person

I close my eyes and envision the garden. It is a spring morning, and the air is crisp with the first morning’s frost. I see myself standing in the garden amongst the freshly planted seeds that were started a week ago. They have already begun to extend above and beyond Mother Nature’s dark, moist blanket, earnestly reaching toward the clear blue sky, the warmth of the sun. I had forgotten this photograph was not lost but just a forgotten memory lodged in the depths of my heart, just waiting to be remembered.

When Vandella Poe left an abusive relationship and retired, she had a second chance to do what she really wanted to accomplish in life, to leave a mark, something to say, “This was who I was, what I loved doing.”

If you have a second chance to do something you love, do it. Life is too short not to. This is who she was and what she enjoyed doing and was passionate about: being an artist.

About the Author

Vandella Poe grew up in East Trenton, New Jersey. The first recollection of any artistic ability was in sixth grade. She has spent sixteen years painting, learning, and studying the different techniques of art. She is also in the process of having another book published.