What was it that made her miss the bus, was it the weight of her bags, or the familiar smell of defeat. Sabrina, Daughter of the King, he was waiting for you the entire time. The bus driver saw you in his rear view mirror. He saw you open the door and step out into the fresh new day with great faith. He saw you begin to run down the walk way with fierce speed and determination. He saw you steady your pace as the rubber of your shoes hit the pavement of the busy street. But, then you paused, you hesitated ... for reasons unknown you turned back. I was standing there with him as a witness. He was waiting for you Princess Sabrina. I could see it on his face as he opened the little window to speak to me. He planned to greet you daughter with an open door. once you boarded the bus he planned to give you a great big smile. Can you see the sheer disappointment on his face as he and I realized you just quit the race?
Artist Laura Ludwig Hamor Welcome to Sunday Spaces and please allow me to introduce to you artist Laura Ludwig Hamor . A wife, Mother of four ... Creative Girl and CCO ... you know Chief Creative Officer . All content and photos of this Sunday Space are the property of LLHamor and have been republished here with permission & grace. You just gotta love this creative go getter Laura ... I'm Thankful to Laura for sharing her inspiring story here on Sunday Spaces ... The story of my studio is tied in to my cancer. Good things and not so good things somethings come together. In 2003 I was finally diagnosed with thyroid cancer . I say finally because I was sick for 10 months, constant choking and coughing all night long before I found my cancer. ~ okay, side-bar for a quick cancer story.... I was sick, and first we thought it was a virus, then maybe bronchitis , then maybe an allergy, I coughed and coughed, I couldn't sleep. I coughed so hard, I broke two rib