I still haven’t been able to write about what an emotional journey it was. 
I have a master’s degree in creative writing (recently graduated in December 2011) and for me to really write, it is a process. I get to the bone of the story and emotion. Some might say I get to the marrow in the bone. But for some reason, I just have not been able to go there. So, I made art out of emotions by taking photos, my other medium for self-expression. If you want to catch up with the whole dramatic story, See the archives for May of 2011 on the sidebar of my blog. Look for one titled “Light and Shadow.” There are several posts from that time and I have been reblogging them and posting them up front on my blog so you can get the story if you are a new visitor to the blog.
I currently am twittering about this story. Follow me @memomuse1. The twitter link is also on the right side of blog. Please excuse my sidebar. I feel like it is a messy closet I have just jammed shit in and have refused to clean up and organize. I have two more blog awards to post over there (but I have no idea how to and just don’t want to bother learning right now).
I also need to write a fresh blog post about my photo of my mom on Talenthouse.com. It is a platform building site for artists. My current creative invite (on Talenthouse) is a photo of my mother in the hospital when we thought she was going to die. The photo is called “Brain Tumors.” Here is the link to vote for photo: Brain Tumors. Please consider voting. You will have to vote through your facebook or twitter account (or both). Every vote helps. 
Thank you for your support and following this story. My mother was diagnosed with brain tumors in 2000. They said she would only live three to five years. It is 2012; she has beat the odds. She is a strong woman who I am so lucky to call my mom. Read “The Red Rose of St. Therese” to read about her close call with death. I really believe this story illustrates the power of prayer and faith.
I am going to leave you with some photo of my beautiful mom. Thank you for following this story and visiting my blog. And please vote on Talenthouse. Here is the link again: Vote for Betty. I told my mom today about the photo and the contest and she said to tell everyone, “Keep the votes coming.”
This blog post should give you the backgroun info you need about my photo, “Brain Tumors.” Thanks for following and coming for some memomuse.
Hi Megan
Still love your writing but haven’t followed much as I’m writing a lot myself. It’s hard fitting everything in sometimes. Good luck with your new endeavours. I’ve voted!
Your photos are a wonderful way to work through the process of dealing with loss and change and grief. I’m also a writer. However, I chose to make a variety of memory boxes when I lost my parents. I made four of them. Each of my children will get one for each of their grandparents. This seemed to be important because the grandparents chose to be cremated and have their ashes scattered, which left the children without a tangible place to visit and spend time with their memories. Photos were a part of the boxes inside and out. Follow your heart. There’s no right way to deal with your journey. Whatever works for you is the best way.
Thank you Penny for sharing your personal story. I think that is a lovely idea — memory boxes. I have a blue plastic box that my dad had and in it were photos, letters, and homemade cards I made him as a kid. He kept everyone of them. A lock of his silver hair is also in the box. It took me awhile to be able to open that box. I now treasure it.
So happy to hear your mom is beating the odds. I flew to NY (from CA) on news that my mom might not make it too… a year later all is well and she has returned to good health. Scary moments for sure! Luckily my mom didn’t have anything chronic once she recovered. It is too bad your mom can’t say the same. I think it is terrific that you are using your photography to help you through the journey. Cherish it all is what we can do.
Thank you Kathy. Your kind words and sharing your personal experience is a gift. Thank you. Hope. Wish. Dream. Be.