When my parent got divorced is when I started to get raised by my Mother, great mother (fathers side), and my grandfather (mothers side). My great grandmother was their for me every minute of the day, when I woke up crying because my mom and dad were always fighting I would always remember that I would see her the next day. Every year at this time we would plant march flowers, 2 years ago when she went in the resthome, the one that I do pet therapy at, she degressed. She was never the same person who raised me for the rest or her days. but even when she was in the resthome we would still see those precious flowers, those precious memories that we had made come back to life. Early last year my precious great grandmother was called home, so the peace that makes this drawing is dedicated to her. I was excited that I was able to connect my art style with our memories, I really just wish that I could have done more for her wile she was here.

Never take family for granted, my family has just reconnected this year with the help of motorcycles. My family has had a passion for motorcycles since 1948, the same year as my first car. I'm not telling you to go and buy a motorcycle. Just get out, get your family and GO! I have discovered so many things found so many places that are beyond imagination because of my family's passion. I learned so much from my grandfather (Mothers side) before his loss to cancer. This year is full of so many questions left unsaid, But I know that one day I will be before God and all will be.

Find your Family's passion...

... Jesus loves you.