Still Changing

Change is certain.  I've been painting this house as it has been rebuilt after a serious fire.  I have painted about 20 paintings of it.  I like to notice and document, through my paintings, the changes.  Sometimes I felt impatient when I saw no changes. Then I realized changes were happening inside the house that I could not see.  My last painting had a "for sale" sign on it.  I figured it was done.  No more changes.  Then I thought that the new owners would certainly make changes.  Maybe they would make paint color changes inside,  furniture, decorations, and then moving furniture around from time to time.  So even if the rebuilt part is complete (for now) there will still be constant and certain changes.  It was reassuring and comforting to me.  Sometimes I think I should be finished and arrived at some place of adulthood.  But I am not finished.  I continue to learn new things, have old wounds heal, gain some new ideas and attitudes.  I can celebrate being unfinished.