My memories of summer, the ocean, mom and I in happy times, long ago, are great memories. When I was little, my mom, sis (she's five years older than me), and I would go to islands, beaches, and campgrounds for summer vacations. These are some of my fondest memories and they're times of the closeness of our little family without my father. Divorce is hard on kids, but mom tried in certain ways; she took us on a lot of great trips. I know the divorce was very hard on mom too, and I don't think she ever really recovered from it. I think my parents did love one another, but they had issues they allowed get in the way of a healthy and successful marriage. One big problem with that is it's especially hard on young children.
In this piece, called, Take My Hand, I reckon I'm the little girl. We, as children, just want to feel loved and protected. The little girl in this painting represents all little children and their need for a loving bond with mother. As I look at this painting, I can't help but feel a tinge of sadness because I miss those times of long ago, the closeness, our tight, little family. Maybe we can't go back, but we can live for now, even though tears may fall into the distant memories of those we love.