My sister wrote an open letter to my daughter on her blog today. My favorite sentence in it is this:

We may see phantoms that aren't really there, but we also see a kaleidoscope of colors where others may only see shades of gray.

Read the rest at her blog. It was such a beautiful letter that it took my words away -- on a day on which I'm in huge suspense over my own creativity and whether or not others will agree it exists.