Day 17 Prompt
Visualize someone who is gone. Draw them with you now. What are you saying to each other?
Notes: Still too sick to draw. But it wasn’t hard to visualize my mother-in-law Alice. She’s been on my mind often, and we will be marking our first Christmas without her soon. I keep hearing from her bits of wisdom won by hard suffering. She also said some of the kindest things to me. Once when I was fluffing her pillow, she said that I would make a good nurse. Seeing as she herself was a good nurse (and a tough critic), I took this as the highest compliment. If she were here right now, she’d be asking for a glass of wine. I’d say no, because it mixed badly with her meds. And we’d go round and round.
xo, Carrie