Friday, December 30, 2022
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Despite your many faults, and our disagreements, I know you loved me when you didn’t have to. You were too tough and had way too many opinions on how everyone should exist in this world. But, I know you had a soft spot for me especially when I was little.
Ava and Jaxon got to your softer side too. Ava would convince you to make slime and paint an ornament when you didn’t want to. You enjoyed it all. Jaxon convinced you to go boogie boarding while gently strapping the string to your wrist and leading you into the ocean. You didn’t even know what was happening. I actually think Ava and Jaxon brought you back to life the past few years. I’m not sure you would have stayed as long as you did if it weren’t for them.
A couple of months ago when you were diagnosed with Parkinson’s, you called and told me how proud you were of me and told me that I should keep making art. If only those words came when I was much younger. I love you, you stubborn ass, and if anything, you taught me to be a better parent. I will always be supportive of Ava and Jaxon’s endeavors whatever they may be.
I hope you are at peace. Love, Kristen.
