Hello everyone. Long time, no talk eh?
I'm sorry for that, but life has not been very kind as of late, especially within the past month. This may get long and drawn out, so if you don't want to read all of it, I completely understand.

For years now, my mother has been battling COPD, leaving her with a constant reliance on oxygen. She hasn't gone anywhere, she hasn't done anything pretty much since then. We were told that her disease was degenerative, and she would never get better, only worse. It didn't help that she was diagnosed with cancer at the end of 2019, but with major surgery and a regiment of different therapies, she was able to beat it...however the battle didn't do her fight with COPD any favors. She would be in the hospital every month for 9 months straight with some sort of complication from it, at one point staying for an entire month to attempt rehabilitation to get some of her freedom back. For a time, she went about 3 or 4 months without going to the hospital...until around Thanksgiving.

It was then we found out that her COPD had entered stage-4, which meant it was at its worst, and being a degenerative disease meant that she would gain no ground in recovery. They sent her home in hopes that she would possibly get stronger. A week later, her health declined drastically and she was back in the hospital.

Around that time, my father had taken ill as well, but chose to fight alone...until he could no longer do so. A week later, he entered the hospital...with COVID-19. He had tested positive, and so too had my mother, which was why her health declined so rapidly. I tested positive as well, but am entirely asymptomatic. I had no idea I was even afflicted. Still, I remain in isolation until the time passes. I cannot visit my father or my mother in the hospital. It's killing me.

Given her current health status, the hospital has no other choice but to put Mom on hospice, putting her care on us to make her as comfortable as we can before her COPD finally takes her away from us. She will need round the clock care.
Due to this, I have taken a leave from work to help care for her, meaning my funds have ceased.
People have brought up the possibility of re-opening for commissions, and while I'm sure many would love to see that, I cannot guarantee that I would have the time to devote to art while giving my mother the care she needs. So until things become settled, we'll have to see.

You will be seeing an influx of art in the form of some gifts I put together for the holidays, but after that...I can't say where my art will go, if I'll even have time to contribute. I won't even be able to purchase commissions given my lack of income.

Anyway, I don't want to take up too much of your time, it's just been a while since I've touched base with all of you. In short, 2021 sucks much like 2020 did. I got to do a few more fun things this year, but I would take them all back if it meant my mother could be well again. Thanks for reading this far. Love you all. Take care.