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!