Good-bye FishBowl
Last night we said good-bye to a dear old friend. Yes, I was a big baby and cried. But I couldn't help it. Part of it was for the building. Yes, I will miss it. I put a lot of heart and soul into that place. We spent countless hours painting, stamping fish, monkeys, and everything else onto the walls, floors, doors, etc. But the biggest reason behind my crying was I kept thinking of teens. Teens who had come through the Fish Bowl in the past four years. Teens whose lives were changed forever. We've reached so many people and seen so much growth. I cried for the ones who have done so well and I cried for the ones who have slipped away. It was a sad evening.
As much as I dislike change, I know at times it is necessary. I know we'll quickly get attached to the Body Shop and one day we'll have to move from there when we grow so big the walls can't contain us. So for now, I will focus on the future. On the many more teens and families that we can reach. So now, it's back to the endless hours of painting and picture hanging and....???wouldn't you like to know what else.
Good-bye old friend. Hello good times.
As much as I dislike change, I know at times it is necessary. I know we'll quickly get attached to the Body Shop and one day we'll have to move from there when we grow so big the walls can't contain us. So for now, I will focus on the future. On the many more teens and families that we can reach. So now, it's back to the endless hours of painting and picture hanging and....???wouldn't you like to know what else.
Good-bye old friend. Hello good times.