Today is an odd day for me. For the past 14 years, I’ve had to deal with this day not only being the anniversary of my mother’s death, but her birthday as well.
When I want to celebrate her life & keep her memory going, that sudden sadness still tends to creep its way in. Understanding a lot of the roller coaster that is losing someone that close to you, I’ve been able to help others over the years.
For those of you that ask but rarely get an answer:
This is how I deal.
This has always been how I deal, cope, whatever you’d like to call it. Art is a therapeutic tool for me as much as it is a passion. Though, if you’ve been following here a while, you probably already know that.
I’ve got so much more to vent, but not here. We’ll save that for another Daydreams Diary.
Just know I care a lot about so many of you.
This one is for my Mom. 14 years and I still miss her like it was yesterday.
Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday. It’s been so many years since she’s gone now. Yet, she never fails to enter my mind with a memory or make me laugh from one. I was speaking to a cousin of mine recently that feels just the same about her. We both wish she was still here with us to laugh. We miss her.
Whenever I decide to do a little tribute piece for her, purple hues often find their way in as they were here favorite. There’s a tendency that I also stick some sort of flowers in there as well since they remind me of her.
Roses have always been symbolic to me. Some give them as gifts. We see them at weddings; funerals.
I’m sharing an older, more simple design today that some of you may have already seen if you follow any of my “Daydreams” accounts on social media.
I share this in memory of my late father, for Father’s Day. & Also for my Uncle Pat, who passed away in January. My great uncle was another one of the amazing father figures I’ve been blessed with in this life.
I miss them both terribly, but they’ve made me realize just how lucky I am to still have some special men in my life that hold the title of “father” in more way than one.
“Your beloved Daydreams isn’t here right now. She appears to be…all tied up. I just may get cozy here. Yes, yes…I could get used to this.”
“When I came to my head was throbbing. Didn’t quite know what to make of it all. I was frightened—and cold. She was no longer here. Maybe that protection spell I cast on the gates finally took. I’m sure it won’t ward her off for long, though.”
We were not so sure about doing this whole thing again this year. There is a whole fresh hell of a lot going on behind the scenes. These circumstances have made it difficult on this trip. I apologize for not keeping up our tradition of ending this thing with a video. Some personal matters kept that footage from ever being shot & uploaded.
Despite those somber notes, we hope you had fun through each of the 31 days and nights. Will we do this again next year? Well, you’ve managed to talk me into it each year again since we started back in 2015. We shall just have to wait and see.
On behalf of Snapping Turtle Arts, I would like to thank Dean Kealy, Michael Patrick, and Bill Friday for joining us and lending their magnificent talents.
To the horror lovers here and overseas
We are so appreciative of all of you. Thank you for stopping in on each day! None of this would have gone down this year without your loving support and encouragement!
To my mentors
I saw you here lurking about. 😉 It means the world to me and my little family that some of you still care. We’ll try to put on a bigger show if we go at this thing again next year.
To our friends and family
Thank you for holding our hands when times get rough.