Out of all my drawings so far, this is my favorite. When I look at it, I see God fighting to save the missing piece of my heart. The part of me that has run through many memories of my grandma. The sadness. The ache for myself and the the rest of my family. My grandpa and uncle Scott are coming to visit today through Sunday, so I won’t be around much. I’m praying this lifts me out of the depression a bit. Or maybe a lot.
From the way they both make me smile (see photo of Scott and I below):
Hugs from both of them will do wonders, I know.