When some days are stressful from every day life that seems to be when days of future has passed and thoughts of the way my life was handed to me, times of physical and mental abuse and no care or love from either parent, I drift off to better times, unfortunately that doesn't come too often. The memories of lost ones, friends who passed at early ages, has always brought on a deep sadness. Those memories are a waking slap, and with that and all the memories slide down my face wet. I'm thankful of my wife as her strength keeps me afloat.
It is called Melancolie.I love this -- where is it from?
I should explain @Tanni
- why I titled it 'When Bonding Fails.'
I appropriated it to my own experience.
My mother was severely mentally ill and could not bond with me.
My childhood was one of intense isolation.
I spent years feeling empty.
This sculpture of 'grief,' was so real to me.
'Love and hugs to you 'Once.'Most of the time and to some people.
Right back at you, Jaz!'Love and hugs to you 'Once.'
xxx
l'm coping okay thanks babe.Right back at you, Jaz!
How are you these days?
Those hands are showing just more than true love. They show a lifetime of hard work, of pain and tears of happiness through a life of caring and sacrifice.What we all need - true love...... xx
Dear friend - we are two of a kind.Those hands are showing just more than true love. They show a lifetime of hard work, of pain and tears of happiness through a life of caring and sacrifice.
@Jazzer that is the greatest picture you have ever put up.
Elmer
Just hope it could be in person @Jazzer.Dear friend - we are two of a kind.
Struggling to survive, but full of love,
and so easily touched.
So glad to know you buddy,
xx