I figured I would push through the pain and get it finished, just maybe the act of painting would be a balm for my sorrow also. This is exactly what happened, I came to start to talk to my Pop while I was painting him. No longer were there tears while I painted. The ache lessened, the sharp pain of viewing his portrait softened, and my healing started too.
It is not just a sappy saying, “Working through the pain”. It is apt in this circumstance. While creating this request for my niece, I got through, worked through my pain while doing something I love to do……………… create and paint! Cyn