I fell into a hole recently. It wasn’t a dramatic fall and it wasn’t the deepest hole I’ve ever fallen into. But it was a hole. It was deep enough that for almost a month, I couldn’t come up with anything positive to say. And you know what they say- if you can’t say something nice… so I haven’t written anything at all.
I was hoping I could write about how I worked my way through it. How painting lifted my spirits, how creating art made me appreciate the beauty in the world despite seeing so much ugly. It was going to be such an uplifting blog! It was going to be so inspiring. If I could only figure out how to crawl my way back out of this hole of negativity. But I couldn’t. I can’t. Some days are dark and we just have to hold on and weather the storm. I’m sure I’ll find my way out soon enough. Until then, I’ll leave you with a touching poem from Christy Ann Martine: