Death leaves a hole
In the heart,
Time slows down.
Grief sears my soul..
Originally written and sketched: December 8, 1998
In the prior years I had lost several dear friends and family. I wrote and sketched this feeling the emptiness family and friends left in my life and heart. The image that came to mind was a hole in my heart. When a loved one is lost I think it does leave a hole in one’s heart. Grieving is a process we all get to learn as we grow older. It is part of the maturing process. It is one I would love to do without, but then I would not be the person I am because the pain and suffering make me cherish the moments I had with the loved one. More importantly I have found that I cherish the living more.