Sunday, 4 March 2012

A hard day dealt with by art journaling the feelings until they were spent

 Some days I have so many emotions raging through Me that I have to hole up and do nothing but watch mind numbing tv with my dogs.  It is at this time that art journaling is my rescue.....

My son Kyle was raped, murdered and thrown in garbage bags under a bed nine years ago.  I miss Him dreadfully.
                There are people who think I should have moved on by now and I have.  But
I will never be the same person I was before this happened to Kyle.
Sometimes I struggle with My new life as a single woman nearing 50. There are many times that I feel like I want to give up.  But then I think of my daughter and my amazing grandbaby and know that I am going to be ok. 

When I am in doubt though, I open the pages of my art journals and pour my feelings onto those pages.  The page above is the one I worked on after the first two pages, after allowing the sorrow out there was room for joy and optimism. That is why I do art journals.  Maybe You should try it sometime too...........