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This is my mother sleeping. The days draw in. Weeks, perhaps months.
We talk. I read to her. She sleeps.
My husband and I will spend Thanksgiving and the weekend with her. I hope to make more drawings of her then---awake, this time. She's been a knockout all her life. She still is.
Laurelines on November 22, 2009 | Permalink
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Thank you so much for all of your kind and caring words. They help, they really do.
December 01, 2009 at 06:57 PM
Laura these are beautiful drawings. Sending you and your family my thoughts and well wishes. xo Ronnie
Veronica Lawlor |
November 30, 2009 at 10:36 PM
November 28, 2009 at 02:06 AM
What a gift you're giving each other - time, love, and sketches. Hugs to you, from your too-dang-busy-to-blog friend in Texas...
Lori Witzel |
November 26, 2009 at 08:22 PM
These sketches are very touching.
I have so much enjoyed following your sketches through Brittany.
I hope you and your family have a lovely Thanksgiving.
November 25, 2009 at 11:09 AM
I am wishing you a peaceful Thanksgiving with your dear Mom. You will always cherish this time with her. Thank you for sharing your sketches of her, too.
November 23, 2009 at 09:18 AM
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