There is nothing like a brand new box of Crayons.
I’ve been an adult a long time and I still get excited when I open a box: each crayon standing at attention like a colorful soldier ready for a child’s hand. And with so many colors, it’s difficult to pick a favorite. I was always drawn to Perwinkle-that lovely purply blue. It reminded me of the color of the horizon, where the ocean meets the sky.
As a kid, I didn’t think much about the significance of a box of crayons; like most children, I was too busy coloring a masterpiece. But, as an adult, I marvel at the colors.
Some are quiet, like “Sea Green,” and “Cotton Candy.”
Some are bold, like “Electric Lime” and “Atomic Tangerine.”
And they all coexist under one lid, in one box, because although different, their differences are valuable. You couldn’t color the ocean if every color in the box was pink.
I think people are a lot like crayons.
Some are quiet
Some are bold
Some sit in the front row of the box
Some the middle
Some the back
But no matter where they are in Life, each is necessary and each important. And each has their own story to tell and their own page to fill with their unique color. After all, no one crayon can create a masterpiece; you need the whole box to make it beautiful.
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