|My Buddy Meka|
Thank god I have my little buddy Meka to take care of. Since I lost my husband three months ago to cancer and actually prior to that while I was caring for him, I stopped painting. I stopped doing much of anything to tell you the truth, because I wanted to spend every minute I could with him. I miss my husband every day, sometimes I even think I hear him outside the door, but I don't, not really. So, by having my little pug dog, a little being to take care of and at least I am forced outside each day for him.
I'm so thankful too, for my loving daughter who reaches out to me from far away and some amazing friends, near and far. One of the artists I made friends with online actually sends me a notecard almost every day. Sometimes that short note is all I need to get moving a bit and I appreciate her for caring so much.
Another very good friend locally has even encouraged me out a few times lately. We are going to try painting outside at a lovely park tomorrow. I hope I'm ready for it, I'm going to take my small pochade-box and some oil paints and give it a try. It'll be my first time with a brush in my hand this year.
I'm kind of a loner too, I know many artists are, so if you read this post, thanks so much. Its my way of keeping in touch in a way that I can handle right now. Wish me luck with the painting.