Self Portrait, oil painting on linen (16"x20") May 13, 2010
"This was painted three months to the day that my beloved Karl died. It was a bitter-sweet time, knowing our time together was short.
Last night, I attended my second grief support group meeting and unlike last week it was not uplifting. Karl's death has left me with a raw, open. gaping wound and I do everything possible to help myself heal and yet there has been no guilt, anger or fear since he died as most of the group last night is dealing with. Karl and I both knew how precious our relationship was and we were mature enough that our twenty eight years together were never taken for granted or treating each other unkindly.
I'll be seventy-four years old next month and yet I'm feeling like a young school girl who has lost the first love of her life and thinks she will never recover. . . . I know that I will recover though because God says it is so."