It’s about how our right brain/left brain interact… surrender all in the left or right?
Or both…
The image of the butterfly is a watercolor drawing I did to remember the big paper maché butterfly I made as a kid that my parents wouldn’t throw away. Now that my Dad has had his final battle with Parkinson’s and dementia, I grieve, but I know he is no longer hurting. His surrender has happened. As painful as it has been to watch his war with his brain all these years, I’m glad he is no longer in pain or confusion. I will never forget my times with him as we would laugh, talk about silly stuff or super deep things. He was a man of faith, conviction and honor. He leaves behind so many great things as he walked with great steps all his days. NFS