At Life Drawing last night we didn’t have a model, so we took turns posing and drew each other. It was really fun– just a small group of us, an interesting way to interact, and a different experience than the usual.
At the end of the evening Ann said to me, “I hope it was more fun than sadness.” All these things that I do, most of them I used to do with my mom, and in doing them I feel the great shadow of her absence. Nothing is “good” in the way that word used to mean. But at the same time as I feel sad, I can be having fun, and I guess that’s just how it’s going to be from now on.