I stayed in a state of inner turmoil until I learned that making difficult decisions could lead to great inner growth. I was afraid to make a monumental mistake.
I even chose to stay in a damaging relationship because the thought of leaving was too terrifying. There were would be too many disapproving glances, too much loss, too much shame. Yet my choice to stay also affected my health and my children. In that state of not making a difficult choice I began to feel as if I was drowning and no one was around to rescue me. Thus was born the painting here titled, "Descending". Even though it often felt hopeless, the light still filtered through.
There was still some spark of hope remaining inside me.