Hard Surfaces, imagination romp in ink and watercolor by Cathy Stevens Pratt

Simple. Ink on a watercolor background. I was missing my Dad, feeling a big wall in front of me. People talk of grief being like a hole. It feels like that sometimes, and sometimes to me it feels like being so closed in, like getting a breath is too difficult. Dad’s been going 2 1/2 years. Grief still? Well, maybe not grief. I’ve come to accept that he’s not here. But that doesn’t mean I am ok with him being gone. He filled a role for me that is still empty. He was my advisor, my moral advisor, my compass. Missing you Dad.

Peace all


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