Mothers Ocean
I have been working on this for a good while. I will always come back to it until I call it done. This piece is the last thing I will remember about her. Her ashes are here. Her ashes are among the waves. This was also the last day I spoke to my dad through a window. He was in the hospital and because of covid, I could speak to him through an outside window. It's the last time I saw him alive.
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