Once upon a time...

there was art and school and books and shows... but before all that there was a very creative duo (her Parents) who bore several very creative children. The Daughter, eschewing her heritage, went out into the world to seek her fortune. First she tried Medical Technology, and though that worked reasonably well for a while, the Daughter was uncomfortable because the fit was not quite right... there were pulls and pinches that left her feeling bruised and sad. So she picked up her bag and went out into the world again to seek her fortune and a better fit.

Thinking that all that she had learned so far should not go to waste (she was very practical), the Daughter tried her hand at the Medical Industry. Here she found many many outlets for her annoyingly persistent creativity in the forms of writing and training and marketing and product management, but still the fit was not quite right; the pulls and pinches were different, but still rather more uncomfortable and frustrating and oh, how she longed for a better fit.

Then, one day, the corporate wizards decreed that the kingdom of Division was to be sold, banished. Aha! An opportunity. The Daughter decided to (finally) heed that truely annoyingly persistent creativity, escape the Division and give Costume Design a go. After all, she had been dabbling at it for years, and, clearly, all her practicality thus far was just giving her a pain.

And so, ever hopeful, the Daughter, Molly, went out in the world yet again, seeking, and finding, just the right fit.

And at her side was, and is, her gracious, charming and creative Prince, David, whose understanding, faith, encouragement, and support have sustained her heart and soul for lo, these many years.