my blue room is a mess these days...
I cleaned part of the kitchen today
and found several notes and numbers
from mom's stay at the hospital.
I hesitated to throw them out.
You'd think i'd want to rid myself of these memories
but i don't do well with shoving things under the rug.
So like most artists,
i made a collage with them.
When the time comes to sort out mom's things,
I know i'll find a lot of handwritten notes
and i suspect i'll be doing something with some of them
in my journal or on canvas.
yes, my mother tongue is french...
Yay!! Bring out the balloons!! ;-)
The nurses and doctors in palliative care
had the kindest
most compassionate hearts...
Mom wanted to be a nurse...
she had the same giving, compassionate, kind heart.
Actually, she cared for so many people in her life,
she kinda was a nurse, even if unofficially.
Maybe the nurses and doctors recognized her
as one of their own
and gave her the royal treatment.
Maybe Karma really does exist
and she was being rewarded somehow
for good behaviour.
i'm just grateful they took such good care of her.
And this afternoon, I had a wonderful surprise in the mail.
I bought this book a short while ago,
and had actually forgotten about it.
It came in the mail today,
and made me smile.
By Rachel Awes...
at all I did was listen.
Such a beautiful book,
filled with wise insights on life
and wonderfully colourful illustrations
like this one...
And who doesn't love a personally handwritten note?
Wishing you all a wonderful week
with star filled skies.
(cause stars are awesome!!)