Recorded in this book are images taken in the last year of my Mother’s life, in her tenth year living with Ovarian Cancer.
With the death of my Mother, I entered a period of bereavement, common, even logical to our human condition, but unique to myself. I have never known a more crippling isolation. I have discovered that I am not isolated in my bereavement, nor in my story. We are united in our experiences in a highly transformative way. Your stories, and poems, and images, have the power to heal. When we share, we transform Grief, into Good Grief.
This book is an invitation to you, to first witness the experience of my Mother’s death through my eyes, then to share your experiences. This book, Good Grief, Volume One, is Your Invitation. The second published book, Good Grief, Volume Two, will feature a selection of your responses. I hope these images enrich your life, and encourage you to respond with the story of your experience.
Born in 1956, I have known since I spewed from the womb, that I was a conduit for the Gods of Art. I have seven advanced degrees in the sciences and art, and, love learning. I will die learning. I love books. They have taken me to every corner of the Universe on the flying carpet of my mind. I love too deeply, let go too slowly, and loss brings me to my knees. I get up in the morning and eat Life for breakfast. I am an impatient perfectionist. I am most comfortable with dogs and nature. I never register what can be done in a twenty-four hour period. I plan the impossible, and always seem to be the last to know. I am attractive as fire, too hot to hold, and loneliness brings me to my knees. I believe that the most important thing one can achieve in one's lifetime is to leave behind something of cultural impact, as the world is culturally starved. The question is not what can Art contribute to life, but what can life contribute to Art. Time is the great equalizer.