Lost my father in law on Valentine's last year and it just hits sometimes knowing that Wren and I can't just call.
Art featuring death feels more soul wrenching and intense. But then the feeling goes quiet until something else drags it out again.
Loss sucks. It leaves an unmarked hole in your heart.

Grief can also resurface at different times and with different intensity. You're doing fine and then you're not. You get yourself put back together and it goes dormant again for a while. And different levels of accepting absence occur with each rendition, but that doesn't fill the hole.

That sounds like a good way to have a lower stress season though - not having to get everything done last minute.

That sounds like a lot of work and will be well appreciated. Good luck!

What are you making? That's if you can share and it won't ruin someone on here's surprise.

The running belief I have is I was a misogynistic asshole to a goddess on my last round with the wheel of reincarnation and she decided I needed to experience the female gender for myself.
And I apologize on a fairly regular basis for whatever I said because clearly y'all got it shitty af.

I feel validated then