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.
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Love
The more I actually engage with it, the more I am convinced that grief is the hardest part of love.
Randomness
The randomness of grief. Last night I was making supper and scrolling through videos and came on something that I almost immediately started sending to my brother. It’s like my heart and mind haven’t synced up on this yet.
