Death is part of life but I believe letting go is the hardest part. In the past two months two people in my life died. My grandpa died the first week in November he had been sick for over a year and it was his time but it still is hard. Two weeks ago one of my college professors who I have known for five years lost his battle to cancer. To make it even harder I have been renting a studio apartment from him and his wife for the past three years that was connected to their house. My heart hurts so bad and I feel all these emotions spinning and swirling inside of me but I don't know how to get them out. I have five canvas ready to be painted but at this point I have no desire to fill them. I guess this is just part of the journey of life.