I mentioned once before that just as writing helps me to cope, so does art. On days that the loss of my sweet Rosie weighs heaviest on me, putting my thoughts into writing, such as here on this blog, is a very cathartic process for me. And so is creating art in honor of my Rosie. That being said, last Thursday I made a post about bringing home my Rosie's remains. That was such a surreal, bittersweet day for me, and when I got home with my sweet old girl's remains I immediately felt compelled to draw in her honor. I wasn't sure at first if I was going to share that resulting art here, but I now feel compelled to do so.
|For my angel Rosie, forever loved.|
Have a blessed day.