July

After three trips up north to Cove Point this spring, I decided to stay home and paint for eight weeks. I painted for 3-4 hours a day, and like always, Iggy was right there with me! I really improved  my process. I ended up with some solid paintings, and I'm super glad I did it.

In  July, I started noticing Iggy slowing down. Even though she was 18, it still broke my heart to see. Every night, I'd tell her I was grateful for another day with her. As she got weaker, that turned into "I'm grateful for another day, but if you need to go, I'll be okay”

 I pretty much threw everything at the wall to see if anything would help Iggy feel better. Some days it worked, and then the next it just wouldn't. It was confusing and sad and kinda awful. 

Looking back, June and July were all about trying to hold onto every last moment with Iggy while finding a way to cope through my art. It was hard, but it was real. And I am forever grateful.