Love and memories stay with us forever

Rose for my mom, watercolor

I have accepted the inevitable.  It took my entire strength. 4 days without my mom. 4 days, so full of pain and feeling of  irreplaceable loss.

I have certainly been everywhere in my thoughts. I have visited every spot where we used to live, where we used to go, where we used to be happy.

My mom always adored all of my art; she adored the idea of creating beauty because she was a person who made admiration of beauty a big part of her life. She loved nature, and especially flowers and plants. She had seeded, planted and grown so many of them.

I had a chance to still show her the most recent pink flower collection and my mom was very delighted by it, but I have published it in all 3 previous posts.

I am posting the mom’s most favorite paintings this time. Some of them she kept very close to her.

Roses for my mom, will she them? In the heaven?

The spring orchard painting was always in mom’s room. Love stays with us forever.

This painting forever belongs to my mom.

The path we take, it ends at some point. Sometimes unexpedly so.

Blue spring anemones which my mom won’t see this spring, never again.

This rose was painted for my mom a few years ago. She loved it and I sent a card with this painting, too.

This sad time will pass, as well.

Please, no more sorry messages and condolences. I know it feels the right thing to do, but when I will look at this post and at the post in lifeschool blog, I hope I will be in the future already. I am very thankful for numerous support messages on my Facebook profile. I appreciate them a lot. Thank you all!

I want to take with me to the future only the good memories and memories about  the pleasant things we once had.

I will be traveling to Europe for quite many hours and then there will be the really important last things to do, and I hope I can check out the responses sometime later.

Facebook: FB profile, please scroll down

Lifeschool blog: Flowers for my mom

It is amazing how things always survive people. That’s so unfair, actually.

A little bit of love: from me to you

Roses, creating watercolor painting

To celebrate love, I painted roses.

Soft as whisper and gentle as breeze.

To celebrate us, I painted a heart.

Deep as and ocean and large as sky.

To celebrate miracle, I painted a smile

And wrote underneath:

From me to you.

This was a moment when I still hoped my mom would recover. I was so full of hope. The miracle did not happen. Yet, this small poem will always remind me that we hope even in hopeless moments and we keep going even when it feels impossible.

Roses that last for years and lifetime are the painted ones.

I sometimes feel sorry that things can exist longer than we.

Nothing says better what I feel than my art. I am glad that time heals all wounds.

More of pink watercolor flowers: Pink is lovely

More of floral art, this time, pen and watercolor: Floral art

More of everything:

Art collections by Inese Poga