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IN SIGHT OF MY JOURNEY

Life holds possibilities again for me. Before I was writing, feeling, and expressing, there was a plodding zombie-like existence that held no joy for me. I feel so much more hopeful. Now I am able to also appreciate much more around me. Continue reading

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MY TEACHER AND INSPIRATION IN MY LIFE

With only a fair mastery of watercolors, I enrolled in my first illustration class. I was blown away that the instructor was quite an established illustrator. She was an editorial artist, and almost every Sunday I would see her drawings in the Los Angeles Times editorial section. Her name was Nancy Ohanian. Continue reading

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THERE WAS HOPE FOR ME

I was the most “stuck” person, and the consummate caregiver. Honestly, I’ve been taking care of people for years and years. I’ve never expressed any of my feelings. I was appropriate, considerate, and I carried the weight of the world on my shoulders. When my parents lived with me, I was running on empty. For years, almost every single day after Jason died, I woke up wishing I never woke up again. Continue reading

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PERFECT DAUGHTER, I’M NOT

She has incrementally faded from my world, and that has left me bereft and lonely. Through my darkest hours, I always knew how much I could count on her wisdom to comfort me. I’ve said this many times, “No one in this world will ever love me as much as my mom.” Continue reading

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