Ever since I was little I have loved school and office supplies. Sometimes when I would go to work with my mom she would let me take home a couple of pads of paper and some Central Bank pens. That was the highlight of my visits to her workplace. At my church there was a box of paper that was essentially "recycled." There was old print on one side and we would use the other side to draw and color. I loved digging my hand into the box and pulling out a stack of paper... crisp and clean and ready for me to leave my mark.
~20 years later, when I walk through the school supply aisle in the store, I am still that little girl. I just made a store run today and came home with a new whiteboard and a packet of crisp, white paper. I am so very excited to get my studying started for the day!
