As I was searching through the storage room today, I found my children's artwork, and I got a bit nostalgic. Several years ago, when my ex and I were still sharing custody (a week with me, a week with dad and so on), I had a hard time being alone. I wasn't used to it. I've always had a big family, and my kids not being there took some getting used to. So I used their art to entertain myself. LOL 
Here is one such photo story:
In a tiny house, there once lived an artist. He wasn't always there but when he was he would create. He knew his mother missed him, so he decided to make her a friend.
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Feel free to reply to any comment by clicking the "Reply" button.Very creative! Both the artwork and the story!
Barnie2years
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Aug 19, 2018
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Brilliant, thanks for sharing those scenes. What an interesting and positive way to deal with those feelings.. Strange how an art class assignment can turn into a parent's treasure. Both my daughters were/ are quite artistic, and though thousands of miles away, I’m surrounded by it. Often, though, I’ll simply cry 
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