A growing sense of absence followed Dad’s fall. I was on my own. There was no hand to hold me.
Surely, you’ve gone through periods where you had a song on “repeat.” But not necessarily because the music made your feel good.
My financial mismanagement raised moral and spiritual issues. One was, “how did this happen?”
Art helps you examine your story by entering and examining the story of another.
I will attempt to convey as vulnerably as possible the experiences that led me to examine my story.