It has been just over a month since my Mom's death and I'm not crying so much anymore. I expected her to call on Thanksgiving, for us to catch up and go over what the kids wanted for Christmas. It seems like life has been full of adjustments the last few months and this is just one of them. I am finding my peace in my art as always. I've never had to push through somethings but that has helped me through my pain. I know I'm not at the end of it but at least I'm having more good days than bad.
The beginning of the month our oldest dog Arthur had a stroke. It hit us all hard but especially my son. I still expect to see him running around the backyard, doing his morning exercise routine. Again more adjustments for us and our other pets. It was a beautiful fall day when we had to put him to sleep. We gave him a grave under one of the new trees growing in our yard, right outside my son's window so he can see him and think of wonderful memories. I am so glad I took these pictures the days after his stroke. You are missed Arthur! RIP 1998 - 2011
