Protected: Where is My Mind – Part 4 – Then There Were Three
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I looked at my dad sleeping in the emergency room hospital bed. His brow was still furrowed from worry and his chin touched his neck. The soft beep of the vitals machines broke the silence that had been hurting my ears all night. I was growing tired of hearing my own heart beat behind my…
My last post was in July. Since then, my life has been a whirlwind to say the least. More like a tornado. Or a tsunami, or an earthquake, or whatever other natural catastrophe you can think of that would equate decades worth of damage. The last post was about portrait work during a special I…