I've been quiet today, reading your blogs and getting to know the individual members of this community a lot better.
I feel a deep sense of longing, of loss that I can't fully explain. Most of the time, I don't think in words - I feel things, I hear music, I see colors. I paint.
I painted this.
Your blogs have touched me. I feel like I've known you my whole life, at the same time we've never met. It reminds me of being in that underwater place, looking up at the sun through the ripples...wondering what it's like to breathe.
I know that some of you don't trust me because of my claims to be in "recovery." This painting will always hang prominently in my house as a reminder to me. Never forget, and never give up hope.
It feels strange to say, but, I love you.
Sleep tonight, little anas, if you can. It always helps.
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