a most perfect mixture of sadness and beauty

a most perfect mixture of sadness and beauty

I am doing well because I am painting better;  I hardly know what day it is anymore. I always wanted a life like this…no job, no errands, no doctor’s appts., (not even driving my Jeep to the end of my driveway, which would be called, at this time, ‘a drive out).’  But I have the weight of the world on me for so many people who are suffering.