Wrong Turn

I realized that in all of this time, I have not cried. You know that weeping breakdown that happens? It hasn’t happened. I wonder if I took a wrong turn somewhere, and missed that, or if it’s just not going to happen.

Making Room

These morning sessions create the room I need to deal with grief on a daily basis. I used to wait until I was completely maxed emotionally, and then react intensely, which was never very effective.

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.

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