I just got home from my mother’s memorial service in Victoria. It was wonderful to see so many family members, friends and co-workers there. She was highly regarded, respected and loved.
For the past few weeks, I have been consumed with taking care of things for her, going back and forth to Victoria every few days. I have barely had time to think, let alone mourn.
Now that I have completed several major things, and her memorial service is over, I feel at a loss. When I was so busy, my mother’s passing was surreal, as I just focused on doing what I needed to do. Now I feel reality sinking in.
I haven’t painted for a while, and soon I will begin again. My next painting will be dedicated to my mother…