Pain..
Faint..
Weak..
today was hard..
pains, there, hold out, but lightheaded right when I want to ask..
And I fainted, full out on-the-floor faint..
It was scary..shaky, then blank, and next thing I knew ppl were around me, one asked if it was okay she splash water on my face, lifted by two coworkers, sat on chair, told to drink choco milk but felt nauseous..
Told to sit still, no eating til paramedics come..
Scary, not knowing what to expect, and frustrated at how weak I was..
So weak, and I was thirsty, for living water..frustrated walking down, frustrated going home, so decided to stay on subway, Dundas to Finch to College..I was cold..fear..
home..rest..
locking jaw, stinging eyes..clumsy me..
Rest, sleep
Paintlounge..
Free to do whatever, and I started with a stroke of mixed colors, then a flower came to mind, but then many colors, like darkness overtakes the purity, filled with colors of all sort..yet light continues to shine through..
Colors darkness then becomes the back, and we're dirty, but flower grows, life continues to blossom and takes the colorful background we have and turns it into something, for the base, to bring out the light,creation,flowers,blossoms in our lives.. Though sometimes we are hidden,but we must try and try to live out and become a light through the darkness we had, the brighter may shine..if we look to Him. Colors and piece match the frustration and blue of me today.. Flowers, 5 for family, though similar, but made with different colors, uniquely blended, complimenting each other.
The creation process is art itself.
My Father is the greatest artist.
Faint..
Weak..
today was hard..
pains, there, hold out, but lightheaded right when I want to ask..
And I fainted, full out on-the-floor faint..
It was scary..shaky, then blank, and next thing I knew ppl were around me, one asked if it was okay she splash water on my face, lifted by two coworkers, sat on chair, told to drink choco milk but felt nauseous..
Told to sit still, no eating til paramedics come..
Scary, not knowing what to expect, and frustrated at how weak I was..
So weak, and I was thirsty, for living water..frustrated walking down, frustrated going home, so decided to stay on subway, Dundas to Finch to College..I was cold..fear..
home..rest..
locking jaw, stinging eyes..clumsy me..
Rest, sleep
Paintlounge..
Free to do whatever, and I started with a stroke of mixed colors, then a flower came to mind, but then many colors, like darkness overtakes the purity, filled with colors of all sort..yet light continues to shine through..
Colors darkness then becomes the back, and we're dirty, but flower grows, life continues to blossom and takes the colorful background we have and turns it into something, for the base, to bring out the light,creation,flowers,blossoms in our lives.. Though sometimes we are hidden,but we must try and try to live out and become a light through the darkness we had, the brighter may shine..if we look to Him. Colors and piece match the frustration and blue of me today.. Flowers, 5 for family, though similar, but made with different colors, uniquely blended, complimenting each other.
The creation process is art itself.
My Father is the greatest artist.
