Oil on Canvas
Doesn’t it feel good to meet up with a group of people and someone tells you they saved a seat for you? How many times as a child/teen was there no room at a table? Did you ever walk into the auditorium for a school assembly only to sit by yourself? I bet I am not the only one who knows the emptiness. . .
What a difference it would make if we saved a seat for a stranger.
A friend we have not met yet.