you know, every year i did at least one Halloween piece...
this year i never finished the one i started.
i was working on it when at one a.m i received a phone call from my dad.
my mom died.
some of you figured it out over time. some of you read my journals and picked up on it. this was a bad few years. my mom had a serious heart condition, it got to the point that her heart worked at under 50%capacity.
she was amazing. a gamer who raged over sex mechanics in god of war and obsessively grinding to get old medal of honor games over 100% complete. a devourer of books who even though she couldn't read sunstone would sit with me and ask me to tell her everything. we would talk for hours.
but... life is impartial. that is the most i can say about it. she had the biggest heart but in the end it failed her. i take comfort that in the last few years she got her greatest dreams to become a reality.
this was to the point that she