I was going through some of the pics I took in California. There aren't many and most were taken from the car or as I sat up in the hotel bed. The image below represents a good day for me. I was back in the hotel after days in the hospital; I was able to move my arm enough to cut words from an old book page I had brought with me, tucked into a Cloth Paper Scissors magazine. It was my first creative act in months and I remember the way I felt more healed after the poem than before. I remember the look of happiness on Kelly's face when he saw me moving the tiny paper words around like puzzle pieces, searching for the right fit. And it was the same day that Olivia, "Mimi, you are sounding like your old self again."

And this was taken my first evening in California. It was getting dark but I just had to see the Pacific Ocean even if it was only a glimpse. This was near Imperial Beach and it was like a big affirmation to me, saying yes, yes, you are going to heal and make art again.