My name is Nate.
I lost my mom to cancer 💔.

This painting isn’t just art — it’s memory, love, and the version of her I never want to forget. I painted her smile the way I remember it: gentle, warm, and reassuring.

There are still days I want to call her — to share the small wins, the hard moments, the things only a mom understands. When words weren’t enough, art became my way of talking to her.

This portrait reminds me that love doesn’t disappear.
It simply changes form.

If this touched your heart, leave a ❤️