Who are we? Where are we going? Where have you gone?

Mixed Media art journal, January 2018

In loss we are forced to contemplate the big questions that people have been pondering since the beginning of time. When our beloveds die, where do they go?

At the last, Dave softened in exhaustion and defeat. “I don’t know where I’m going,” he said.

I sighed. “I don’t know where you’re going either.”

“You’re not coming with me?”

“No, honey. I have to stay here and finish raising our girl.'“

-copyright Jenny Helbraun Abramson