how did i get here?

my husband, my beautiful Dragon, died suddenly at 12:03 AM on 9 February 2009. there was a cold, lovely full moon and 3 feet of snow on the ground. i "slept" for the following 10 months and "woke" to the physical and emotional pain and torments of deep grief. i "woke" to find i had moved the day of his funeral and that i am lost. i am looking for me while i figure out the abstract, unanswerable questions that follow behind any death. my art has evolved. his death changed that as well because i am forever changed and will forever bear the mark of losing the only man i can ever love.
there is alive and there is dead and there is a place in between. i am here wholly in my heart for my children, but i feel empty inside at this time. i miss him. i have not gotten very far in my grief journey. i make no apologies for this.
this is my place, my blog, where i write to tell the universe that i am still here.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

on their way back home

i finished another quilt plus some little animals (loveys) made from socks. they are spending their first night back at home since i got the baskets to make them.

i felt a lot of empathy making this one. making the little animals was extra. when i got the basket and saw the socks, i knew i had to. it took me longer but i can now say that the quilt and they socks transformed into animals are safely back where they belong.



Boo said...

you are an amazing woman. To show empathy in this way and give comfort through your own pain is a gift to us all.

I love you for it.

Widow in the Middle said...

I can't say it any better than Boo. To have the ability to go outside your own grief and pain in providing such empathy and comfort to others is just pretty darn amazing. You inspire me to be a better person - to try and reach out more, even though I'm in a selfish/self-absorbed rut right now.

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