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My sister got me this 2 Christmas’s ago, she even took the time to highlight sentences and words throughout the whole book. This is a weird kind of grief, I cry over it when I read it because; A- I put her through so much during my addiction and I…

This small and simple book was one of my mother's favorites, a collection of poems by famous authors and some written by a fellow farm woman, a soulmate, who saw the world much like mom. Poems like "The Children's Hour" by Henry Wadsworth…

This Canon AE-1(c. 1980) has seen better days. Screws have been replaced when missing, the light
meter battery covering has broken off, the internal elements are a bit dirty and could use some love. In
its time, this was one of the best selling…

My cat, Hermie, died right around this time of year in 2012, while I was at school in a different state. My last words to him were actually "Don't die before I come home again." I said it as a joke; I didn't expect him not to listen.

After he was…

My Dad’s coffee cup. Think of him every time I use it. Can still see him sitting at the table wearing his flannel shirt and jeans, drinking his coffee and dunking donuts or cookies in it.

The idea for this work began when one cold and rainy day I was walking to meet Danny for lunch in our studio space. I was grumpy because of the weather, cursing myself for not leaving a little sooner. As I was walking, I was thinking about all of the…

This is my puppy Blue’s collar and ashes. We had to put him down at 8 months old because he ate a whole bottle of diet pills, I can’t look at it for more than 3 seconds before I start to cry... I know it’s my fault.

I didn’t have a great relationship with my mom but we did share one story. On my birthday throughout my life, she would tell me about the morning of my birth. She had been quite depressed however happened to look toward the window sill and there sat…

Max made this for me when he was a little boy. Now, he is in jail because of addiction issues. This giraffe reminds me of his lost innocence. I look, feel sad, and then say a little prayer of hope for Max.

When I was in my thirties I fell in love with an elegant young man who forever changed me. I was a single (divorced) mom of two and was enjoying life in the moment. Loving my children, but partying too hard during my weekends without them. It was…