Horizontal to Vertical

Smiling, Robert raised his tired body up into a sitting position when I entered his room in skilled nursing care. He is usually in a horizontal position. I dig through my supplies and pull out watercolors and two nice number 8 brushes. Together we clear off the bed table of the wadded up kleenex, magazines, and used glasses and it becomes an art table with two blank pieces of watercolor paper. We sit together for an hour, each of us quietly painting, concentrating, remembering memories, painting memories. I painted a picture of my father holding me as a little girl on his lap and reading to me. Robert painted a face but was unable to communicate with words his thoughts. The face was well communicated and artfully done. Smiling, Robert, with an energized spirit, went back to being horizontal. It is my hope that he rested with satisfaction.