The death of a baby is like a stone cast into the stillness of a quiet pool;http://www.ealaindraoi.com/grief_poetry_for_loss_of_a_child.html
the concentric ripples of despair sweep out in all directions,
affecting many, many people.
--De Frain, 1991
I hope to be inspired one day to write a poem or create a piece of artwork. I would like to be able to draw again but my creative juices just aren't flowing. I had ordered a book to read on healing therapy through art. I have yet to start reading it because I am already reading a few other books. Sometimes I feel like I am at a stand still and don't know what to do next.