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100-Day Project. Check.




Day 100b: 100-Day-Project. Check.


Thank you. For following. For reading. For the encouragement to keep this up.


This 100-day project was born out of a way to hold onto something everyday, amidst my own personal winter. It has seen me through to the finalization of my divorce, kept me (somewhat) centered as my dad received a heart-wrenching cancer diagnosis, and every day, reminds me that my nervous system needs me to pick up a pen to draw and write—preferably something vibrant and bright and colorful. I ached for the ritual of it on the days without it.


This 100-day project was made possible because of my almost 5-year-old. She reminded me that I used to love to draw and write and create when I was little. I had forgotten. She taught me that we should do this together right after breakfast, and collect a zillion types of pens, glitter ones, especially. She assured that I never veered from true rainbow order. She proofread the drawings and continues to provide brutally honest feedback, just like she does when I have a blemish on my face. It’s not personal. It’s just refreshing truth. But just for the record, I don’t have gray hair per my kiddo’s drawing of us:).


My hope is that people found this useful in some way during their own personal winter. Or, I hope that it gave you some words/ways to be with those in your life who have been grieving.


There will be another 100-days. Stay tuned. And thanks from the bottom of my heart for being on this hard and human and brutal and sometimes lovely journey with me.



Welcome to my 100-day project. I hope to provide a daily offering on something grief-related. I am a grief therapist and educator working with people in Oregon, Washington, DC, Maryland, and Maine.


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