It’s not pretty, but it’s beautiful.
Here’s a little story about my four-year-old daughter. Yesterday when I picked up Solvi from “lunch bunch,” she told me that together the class had fashioned a paper chain. While she was helping to make it, she thought to herself, “This would be a perfect gift for Mama. I hope I get it.” In the end though, Solvi, who said she was bored and couldn’t keep her feet still, did not earn the chain as a reward for quietest sitting.
“I was so disappointed, Mama, I couldn’t move!” she stated emphatically.
“But then I thought, wait, I can make one myself.”
And so she did. Immediately upon coming home, she gathered all the materials she needed and, rather than be paralyzed with disappointment, she proceeded to create her own destiny.