Hello and Happy Monday. It’s been a long while since I’ve posted but it’s been wholly unintentional.
I have work on my easel and some works on paper that are still in the first stages of conception but much of my time these past few months has been spent in Maryland or helping my folks with various needs as my dad fights cancer. He was diagnosed with bladder cancer in the fall but the treatment was not a success and now it’s everywhere. He’s been in radiation or chemo every week for three months now and that will likely continue until his body no longer tolerates it.
There is something to be said about fighters. My dad has always been a scrapper and it’s no surprise that he plans to stare down death until his eyes close for good. And as much as I thought growing up that I take after my mom, it’s become ever clearer as I’ve aged that he gifted me with his grit. As the mother of four under 20, that grit has gotten me through some years that were challenging to say the least. And I suppose even before the kiddos came, that grit had me keeping busy at home while waiting patiently for my fella to finish up his time in the military. Then I put him through business school, and moved six times since.
Being pliable has been a blessing because when the big waves some, I know that in between those big waves are moments to take in fresh air, float on my back, and appreciate peace before another big wave comes. I know that I’ve been blessed and the waves I’ve made it over were minor compared to so many other folks. I’ve lost people I love but no one as close as my dad. I’m hoping to keep it that way for as long as God allows him to stay.
I’m getting back to my easel today but hope that you’ll make it to the Agricultura show at CTAC next week to see my paintings.
Thank you for stopping by!