I grew up near beaches. Something about popsicle sticks reminds me of a simple time to fall in love. I didn’t have any popsicle sticks so I did this drawing. I remember sitting on the beach with girls talking about life as the sun went down. We would hold on to each other as the night began to envelope us. Sometimes we would use the sticks to dig in the sand as we pondered the moment. Plus there were times when you kissed that you could still taste that sugary treat. It was love and cherry flavor all at the same time. I will keep drawing a little love each day until I become the loving person I want to be.