Like Flowers We Blossom
In October, 2009, I caught swine flu and chicken pox simultaneously. I felt hopeless and only had my feeble body for company. Looking at my failed
body I became fascinated but concerned I would never get better from this threatening experience. While in this state of limbo I contemplated the idea
of death and in doing so I became at ease with the idea that one day, hopefully as an old man, my time would come. Eventually I recovered than painted
these after spending the next summer flower picking and pressing them into my wee journal. We only than realized how fragile life is...
In October, 2009, I caught swine flu and chicken pox simultaneously. I felt hopeless and only had my feeble body for company. Looking at my failed
body I became fascinated but concerned I would never get better from this threatening experience. While in this state of limbo I contemplated the idea
of death and in doing so I became at ease with the idea that one day, hopefully as an old man, my time would come. Eventually I recovered than painted
these after spending the next summer flower picking and pressing them into my wee journal. We only than realized how fragile life is...