Skywatch Friday: Good Bye
Last week the 47-year-old daughter of my parents' very close friends died after a long and arduous struggle with cancer. I knew her when we were much younger and would be stuck together to play in the way that the children of parents who are friends learn to make do with each other. She was a lively and downright wonderful person. It's a tough thing. Reminds me to be grateful for here and the friends and family I have around me. After she passed, I told my daughter the news and asked her to make a picture for her parents.
My daughter's very lovely and gentle art teacher talks about art as thinking and expressing yourself in color. Here I see grief and hope and feel the pulse of a tender heart. Life was good. Life is good. Life will be good.