Grandpa: So what is your favorite shape?
Which, yes, is an admittedly odd question to ask. I don't know that I've ever really given a moment's thought to a shape's various positive and negative attributes. Yet, this simple question provides a very keen insight into the personalities of my children. Even better than an ink blot. Observe:
Chase: I like squares.
Amaya: I like hearts. Oh and diamonds.
Yes, my friends, that sums those two up pretty well. Chase--a square, rule-abiding model citizen. Amaya--full of love, hugs, kisses, and demands. Always demands.
Me? I've concluded that since I am partial to polka dots, the circle must be my favorite shape. Which it turns out is a fairly apt pictorial depiction of my personality and the way I bounce through life. No matter how crazy I may get, I always find a way to work myself back around to sanity. Now, some may argue it's the other way around, but that's the beauty of a circle. You can start and end anywhere you choose. And with each bound I make, I further envelope the prize I guard inside: the people around me that make up my world, my reason for continuing on this journey. I circle my love around them. Infinitely. I like that visual.
My favorite shape? Easy: a circle.
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