While cleaning the house, I found an old painting I do not like anymore. Decided to paint over it.
Took me a while to cover up the old painting. Kept seeing it in the shadows. Then struggled through a really ugly stage. Unsure of what will emerge. I worked and reworked. Walked away a few times and slowly over a few weeks she finally emerged. She is done. She is coming with me to New York. I will always remember the journey she went through. I too will be brave. I will emerge strong. And ready.