I never knew it until that morning I woke up to find myself surrounded by grey walls. The wall that had the night before been a soft yellow in the morning was grey. That was the day my search for joy began and my first realization that I was sick had begun to sink in. Since the beginning I have taken the time to capture color. To soak it in for those days I cannot see.
I have learned that joy is the color of dandelion yellow.
Sadness is wet river rock grey.
Peace is yellow color that reflects off the lazy river water on a sunny day.
Excitement is the white of a bubbling brook.
Happiness is the garden green.
Thankfullness is the red that signals fall.
Grace is snow white.
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