A painting dedicated to my Dad. As I sat and watched him take his last breath and sang peace over his soul, it felt like I had reached into Eternity. I witnessed the most profound moment that changed the whole way I think and breathe. Deeply sad, but deeply grateful. “We do not need to grieve for the dead. Why should we grieve for them? They are now in a place where there is no more shadow, darkness, loneliness, isolation, or pain. They are home.” John O’Donohue