Sorrow is not getting to say goodbye

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  Her name was Olga Pausch-Martz, she was a ballerina in a famous dance troupe, she was my surrogate grandmother.  I was about 8 when our family took  a trip on the California Zephyr train to California.  In my child’s eye she seemed to be ancient.  My brothers and I were loud and always getting up and down out of our seats.  She was annoyed and would make comments, but by the time the ride was over we were friends and I corresponded with her until the time when my letters started being returned about 20 years later.  I called her grandma Olga and she called me her dear, dear Karen in every letter.  She sent me pictures of when she was a ballerina and would tell me stories of her life.  I was the only one in the family who seemed to be able to decipher her hand writing and would be amazed at her tales.  Her family had taken her for granted and left her alone in her golden years.  She spent her last three years alone and never leaving her house.  The pictures above are of a journal page for a word prompt journal challenge with a yahoo group called Paper Traders and the word for this challenge was sorrow.  I have great sorrow in that I never saw her again and never was able to say goodbye.  I loved her and I know she loved me as well.  To this day I find it amazing that two people could have one chance meeting and become forever family.  She was special and I miss her still.


About kboat

I’m a native of La Porte, Indiana. When I was growing up we didn’t have much money, so I made my gifts for others with materials I found out and around. I loved it. And I have to say I was pretty good at it. People always liked what I gave them. I went to work for 26 years as an employee of a major asphalt paving company. I began as a secretary and eventually made my way to office manager. Needless to say I mostly only dreamed about my art - filling my mind with many ideas. Although the company did take advantage of my skills once in a while. For example, I created in-house materials for an open house. I loved “keeping my hand in” whenever an opportunity presented itself. Then I retired. And ... funny thing ... all those pent-up ideas I used to dream about began to roll out. I joined ATC (Artists Trading Cards) on line, I took classes and tutorials and learned about the processes of creating art. Today, I pursue these learning opportunities to open myself to new ideas and techniques. I also love opportunities to assist in classes for special populations. I find I learn a lot from those who have no preconceptions about what they should be doing. I’m eager to learn new things. Mostly I don’t have any idea what I set out to make. I simply let the ideas find me. The result is a wide variety of media and expression triggered by my experiences in every-day life. I hope you enjoy my work. View all posts by kboat

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