Losing John......12/25/2014

Santa Fe, New Mexico - In the early minutes of Christmas morning 2014, my beautiful 49 year old son, John, died.  Parts of me died with him and life was forever changed.  Deep grief is a dangerous adventure - a hostile and treacherous landscape with no visible escape route.  Stumbling through most of 2015, I made mental Post-it notes to eat, sleep, paint, function - urgent care became routine.  I was broken and I did not want to mend.