An update concerning- [link]
My mother died on Tuesday, October 30 from complications of a brain tumor. I managed to get there for her final two breaths (I was at work at the time). The funeral was today, and as bad and crushed as I'm feeling right now, I can't imagine what my father is going through. The love of his life, whom he was married to for 42 years is gone. I'm trying to be there for him as much as I can, but to say we've had our differences in the past is a massive understatement.
It's hard to imagine that just four months ago I was still joking and laughing with my mom, not thinking much of her memory loss or weakness (again, we thought it was her medication, and we simply needed to change the meds, but when you don't have insurance, it's not that easy).
This is just an update for everyone that left such kind words on the first journal entry I wrote on the situation. My original intention in writing the previous journal was in case I decided to stop drawing, but I've since noticed (as you probably have) that I need to draw. It's my little escape from how shit my life has become. This time I felt I owed it to you guys to let you know how things turned out. I have no regrets. I was there for my mother nearly every day for the last three months, talking and joking with her (and holding her hand and letting her know I loved her when she got unresponsive at the end).
Thanks for your kind words and for supporting my art. You guys rock.