Grief is a fog that lingers for years. Visited my father's grave and also the grave of Rob Ayotte this past weekend. (They are in the same cemetery. ) You hardly ever know what the weight of a person is for you until you try to make do without them... Some people leave a rend in the fabric of things.
The face is polymer clay It's of no one in particular.It's resting on a wrinkled pedestal made of cement color pinkish like the polymer.
I read an amazing fact last night: in a recent month there were 2700 people PER DAY who were losing homes to bank foreclosure.