Wow! What a journey this competition has taken me on! I’m most grateful. And please consider holding the competition again next year 🙂 Here’s my final entry.
I’ve tried to capture the sadness in her eyes.
It must run in families. Mum used to be an artist. I’ve only just discovered my artistic side.
Mum and I share the same worries. And we get sad. Sadder than most people.
Our similarities have forged a bond.
OCD and depression make me feel alone. But when I have a worry or when I get sad, mum is always there to embrace me, as she did 50 years ago, and say “Mum understands”.
And she does.