1.29.12
Four years ago today my husband lost his battle with cancer. It's a day like any other day for me; I miss him. I'm a very private person, few people really know me. I won't say much about our nine month journey through cancer treatment, nor much about our last month together through hospice. But I will say that God was there. It is a very personal journey between you and God. I saw that with my husband in his final days. It was between him and God, it had nothing to do with me anymore.
Four years have come and gone and I have realized that the heart, with time, heals, but I'm not sure if it will ever be completely whole. I have learned that life is about giving, giving back, paying it forward and teaching. It's also about realizing your gifts and using them, because God gave them to you for a reason. I've heard that throughout my life because I lost sight of it, but I am finding it again. I have always seen the world as a drawing or a photograph. I'm sure it sounds strange to some, but it's normal to me. I have made the commitment this year to work on the process everyday, in some capacity. Drawing, painting, a shoot or editing. It takes work, practice and studying. I know that now. It only took about 30 years :) What I do with it, is up to God. For right now, it's just for me.