Illustration Friday Theme - Fragile. I was thinking about this all day. I could draw a leaf falling from a tree or an old person or a baby or even a house of cards - one breath it's gone, can't get more fragile then that. Then I started thinking how fragile life really is, how fragile I really am. So I drew my hand. If I really wanted to, if I felt that tired, it would just take a cut across that very fragile layer of skin to the vein beneath and life would just drift away. I could do that, I could be that strong that I could break that fragile bond that holds me to life. Well, that's my entry. And I'm not suicidal, really. Just like to think dark thoughts every now and then.

3/16/05 - From the emails and the comments I've received on this post, I think it must have touched alot of people. I'm grateful for all the concern and the comments. One thing I've learned about dysfunctional families - you either come out of it strong or not. Fortunately, I took my family as role models on what not to do, the kind of person not to be. The memories I have are there, they'll never go away, my childhood made me who I am. The pain may fade but the scares remain. That's just life you know. Not much you can do but stand up, smile and keep on drawing.