My wonderful husband has called me a doodler since our high school days when he'd glance over during class and see my notebooks covered in swirls, words, flowers and twirls (and possibly his name set within a heart somewhere but I'd die before letting him see that.)
From my elementary school folders to my present-day shopping lists the evidence is clear. Pens in my hand cannot keep still.
I've told him before that doodling helps me to focus, especially if I'm listening to a lecture, lesson or sermon. So you can imagine my delight when he passed along this article in TIME today...
Thank you, thank you, thank you.