![]() ![]() We were used to our parents being gone for long periods of time. Even without talking to her, he simply felt better in her presence. He used to sit at the bottom of the stairs in the basement, watching our mom paint. As the years went on, Jackson understood that our mom may not be able to come upstairs for long periods of time, but it still hurt him. ![]() When our mom couldn’t eat dinner with us, or if she couldn’t tuck him in at night, Jackson would cry. We left the plate at the bottom of the stairs and let her decide when she wanted to eat. ![]() Sometimes we’d bring her a plate with a sandwich and chips because we knew she probably hadn’t eaten that day but we never interrupted her. If she had to submit a piece within a week, we weren’t allowed to disrupt her. Even though she worked in our basement, we knew not to interrupt her during certain times. Since our mom was so busy with painting or meeting deadlines for certain art galleries, we didn’t see her as much. ![]()
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