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Surviving My Mother's Death. Part 6

     A week ago, I started my blog to help me deal with the aftermath of my Mother's death. It was to help me help others grieve with the use of creativity. That is the point of this blog. It is my outlet and I am using it to manifest healing for the situation.  In doing so, I've been contacted by people who lost a family member and was told this blog is indeed helping them.  I am overjoyed to know this and will continue this public process of dealing with my Mother's death. 

    I recall a memory of one of my art projects at a Christian school I attended. As a kid, in Christian schools we were taught songs to understand the sacrifice God made for us. So, as a teenager, I remembered one of the songs while prepping for an art project and I drew (freehand) the depiction of it.

Lyrics:

"Jesus went to calvary

To save a wrench

Like you and me

That's love, that's love.

They hung him high

They stretched him wide

He hung his head, for me he died

That's love, that's love."

I remember that project, perhaps one day I will re draw it. Maybe I will start art again as a part of the process of healing.  

My mother would like that.

Sherri M. Littleton

For Part 5

https://sherrimlittleton.blogspot.com/2021/05/surviving-my-mothers-deathpart-5.html

 

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