Sunday, June 9, 2019

TYOFWM - Two Monthaversary

Well, at least I am no longer suicidal....
But I still cry occasionally for no apparent reason.
And, I am often overcome by waves of melancholy...
How can she be gone...?

The world is so different.
And, I have changed too...
DH says it's like I suddenly don't know what to do with myself...

I've had the last two weeks off work.
I initially spent a lot of this off time on the internet...
and, I found this image:


I don't know why I've always equated hummingbirds with my Mom.
I can't say it's her favorite bird.
I don't even know if she had a favorite bird.
But, if I bought her jewelry, or a shirt, it would have a 
hummingbird on it.

As part of my self-imposed grief therapy during this time off,
 I made myself start
sketching and drawing again...
One day, I found myself sketching that second bird in the series...
then, I added a pretty basic background of just 
shapes.
Next thing I knew, I was filling in an ocean and fields
and hills and clouds in the sky...

And this happened:


I stopped for a moment and 
looked in shock at my sketch and realized I had drawn a hummingbird
flying over the area where I live.
And, I realized it felt like my mother's soul as it left this earth;
flying high about everything, free from confines,
light as a bird...
And, it brought me some measure of peace.

So much so, that in the last week, I've been spending
less time on the internet and more time doing creative things:
like painting again...

I took some art work from a painting class in acrylics
and re-painted over them in oils...

This is one of my favorites:
 I first painted it in 2014, and I loved the fall feel it had...

Here it is in oils:

I feel like I brightened it up and gave it some more depth...

It's been a good week.
And, I've even started a new larger painting.
But, we'll keep that one under wraps for a bit...
Right now, I'm just glad to have found a little bit of joy
in the dark and gloomy new world
I've suddenly found myself in...







1 comment:

betty said...

I think you were wise to do some grief therapy in the form of your paintings which are very good! I like your analogy about the hummingbird flying and your mom's soul. I don't know how much time you spend on Facebook but I'm not sure how I found it, look up Grief to Hope with Nikki Pennington. She shares a lot about being a motherless daughter and trying to get through it. She had a recent funny one in that her mom had been cremated so she takes her mom to places she thinks her mom might want to go and she accidentally left the ashes on a boat recently and then she was trying to remember if her mom had wanted to spend a night on a boat on her bucket list. It was irreverently cutely fun and what we all need as we cope with grief.

I always think it is good to cry so cry away when the feelings come upon you and know that God stores each one of them.

betty

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