CNC projects: Grandpa

Many years ago, Jon spent an entire high school semester painting a mural on the weight room walls with fellow student. The fellow student was another girl. Later, I saw Jon driving out the parking lot with the girl in the middle seat of the truck cab. At that moment I felt a twinge of "I want to be in the middle seat of that truck with him."

I can't define what, why, or when Jon came on the radar of my high school crushes. But the artistic side of Jon has always fascinated me. Maybe that twinge was because I wanted to share creative, artistic with a guy. All the guys were hung up on football, drinking and being bullies in the hallways or groping the girls in the hallway during my high school years. Maybe Jon captured me a bit with that mural on the weight room wall.

Many years later, Jon's aunt commented after seeing my first crochet afghan, "Now I see why you and Jon were drawn to each other. You are both creative." Maybe I should have been offended, but I wasn't, because she spoke the truth. Jon did capture me with his art ability. The man he was at the time and has become over time is an amazing man.

I'm so thankful for that jealousy twinge of the middle seat of the pickup truck. It probably spurred me to be a little more aggressive in getting Jon's attention during high school.

I've been blessed.

Jon created a wood mural using his new CNC machine using a photograph I took. We make a good team.

Only good things can come in our future.