Adrift

I am thankful for my family, friends and complete strangers who have compassionately helped me move along. I felt like I was just drifting, and didn’t even look up sometimes to see who was guiding the boat, or maybe just giving a nudge in the right direction.

100

This is my 100th illustration dealing with grief. For me, balance started to seem attainable when I learned that grief is love. So, I’ve been moving this mountain of grief into the valley where the love was. One rock at a time.

Someday

It’s been almost four months that I’ve spent trying to peer through this divide between us. Right now I can only look back on the brief time we had. Someday, there will be more, I hope.

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