Seven Years ago today.
I did a tip-in from one of his music books and am thinking that
I’d like to do more of these but the paper is so brittle and everything feathers on it…
Still, it is interesting and I love his pencil marks on it as well.
Perhaps with an acrylic watercolor medium brush onto it?
Our “family” has changed much since then,
and I journaled about that under the tip-in.
After seven years and all that has happened I think from here on out
I will honor his life and death and memories alone. Our “family” doesn’t connect.
Maybe that is true for all addictive families, but when you get to the other side and then feel and want to connect you have to find other family to do that with….
I think about the many ways he and I connected,
how the only time it was awful was when he was in the middle of an active addiction.
I so wish he had chosen to get sober.
BTW, warning to save your lives, peeps:
He drank mostly beer, and the drinking of alcohol daily in good quantities is
directly responsible for his esophageal cancer.
Directly responsible. Slow down or stop it to save your life.
“Memory is more indelible than ink.”
Anita Loos, Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.
“I think not….”
Me… why I journal!
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