When we moved into our new office all of us were thrilled at this glorious new production area. Weston had his own window office and Deena and Crystal started to set up there workstations at two of the four desks in that area. (I think Crystal claimed hers first!). I started to set up my space in the production area as well, a bland, yet very productive looking corner. That’s when I got a very curious “what are you doing?” from Weston, my hubby. “Uh, there is an entire open office three feet away from where you are setting up.” This is where I would usually say I had a “Marissa” moment, one of those too frequent instances where my brain and my reality just can’t co-exist. But, really, I had seen that office over and over, and later found out everyone assumed it was mine, except me! I must have been in the whole “dreams coming true” shock thing. Even 6 months later I have to admit that I really love this little office. This photo was taken awhile ago, it has since had a little sprucing, but when I see this I can’t help but be so grateful to God. I have since declared purple, our production area’s color splash, the official color of gratitude here in our studio. When other little girls were dreaming of their gorgeous wedding, or being actresses, or pretending they were singing to an audience, or nursing cabbage patch dolls, I was pretending I was in my own office, doing something I loved, running a business and being surrounded by my friends. It’s late at night right now, and I am sitting in my purple office alone. I tend to be extra, extra grateful late at night. Thank you God for the amazing surprises you give us when we least expect it!