Cousin

In memory of my youngest cousin.

Sharing childhood Christmas’ at Bowen Street with the angelic child. Benefiting from her adult capacities as an assistant during an art exhibition. Now after her death I am left with the memory of her love for her two children and her love for what she knew life could have brought her. She was at the bottom of the deep hole. She didn’t have her own health to help her out and those who love her; mourn her passing.