Invisible things by Noëlle Maline

With the flicker of a bird .. I prefer distractions and being interrupted . These days , I am a luggage organizer , book filer and background diorama painter .. I look at the night sky and watch old films .. Collect shadows and uncertainties .. I make art with fragments and broken images .. Paper , things and sounds .


paper flowers

On this day
...7 years ago
my mother took her life.

She called me that morning and asked if I could bring over a movie and
a german chocolate milkshake.
I grabbed Big Fish and went over there....

I walked in the house and
I found my mom in the bath tub.
She had shot herself in the head.

On the dining room table..
She had organized important folders, papers and instructions for me.

There was also a note from her that said...

' You might not know this.. but I have always been your biggest fan....
I know you better than you know yourself perhaps...

This life is for the living.. Go live it!
 Don't keep my things.
Those things I collected, were my memories....
You have your own memories to create...

 Most importantly..
Always follow your dreams.

I love you now.
And I will love you always. '

i miss her dearly
love you mom

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