Drawing again..

The wrists are feeling better. It has been a LONG week. 
Incredible how much emotion you can have in a day let alone a week. 
A week of thought, decisions, admitting when I am not strong or capable.
Saying goodbye to a friend. Because I know it it the right thing to do.
Having long difficult talks. 

I am trying to write one page for my comic book. The page that tells people why I am so passionate about my drawings. It is so difficult. I want so much for people to understand without going into all the details. The details are difficult for me to discuss and probably always will be. It is not a story or a drawing, it is our life.  I said it simply last night. 
If there was a child suffering and parents who were helpless, If we do not share our experience-  that would truly be a sin. I would be ashamed of myself.  I know what it is like to watch your child suffer. 

It would be easy to just to go day to day. Not say anything, keep it a secret. I can't.  Everything happens for a reason. I don't know the reason.  I do know that I have witnessed first hand for the first time on our son's life... HOPE. REAL HOPE.  If I could trade it all and  not be in the situation we are in. I would in a heart beat.  BUT this is the path.  Like many other things 
"what has been seen, cannot be un-seen"  What I have learned  cannot be denied.  Research has to be done.  People should have the choice.
So I shall give it more thought.  The easy part is drawing !!! 

When I get blue, unsure, weak... I just have to remember what it was like before Cannabis.   


My new favorite quote:


When the power of love 
overcomes the love of power,
The world will know peace.


I love my son. 
More than the entire universe and you can't go any further!


xox <><