I don’t normally post personal things on the internet. It’s an impersonal sort of place.
However, my mom died the morning of December 16, 2023.
I was fortunate enough to be able to fly there to speak with and help care for her in the days before her passing. She was surrounded by me and the rest of my family at the end. She died like she lived, surrounded by and radiating love.
She was a talented artist, skilled in a dozen styles and mediums, too humble to ever offer her art for sale. She was a gifted horticulturalist and a nurturer of every kind of animal she came across. She was endlessly kind, she was forever forgiving, and she was always strong no matter what the world threw in her path.
I couldn’t have asked for a better mother or a better friend. Among the hundreds of things she taught me, she taught me the lesson that’s kept me alive this long. Instead of surrendering to pain, to depression or rage, to turn those things into beauty. To face them fearlessly and mold them into art. Just as she did.
She will always be my favorite person. I hope she’s resting somewhere comfortable, somewhere near the ocean, with a cat on her lap and a good book.
Love you mom. Miss you.
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