I'm humbled when I'm asked to do a family painting for someone. I feel it's a small way of showing the world that the child is remembered...that they are a viable part of one's family. I had sold them on etsy, but that slowly ground to a halt during the stress of my pregnancy and grieving. I feel I'm getting back into a rhythm, or even a desire to be creative again. Simon takes a lot of time (which I'm more than happy about), but I want to be able to do these paintings again...it's a very small way to help families remember. If you, or someone you know might be interested, please check out my etsy shop.
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The frilly dresses and excitement for Easter still leap out at me. Having a boy, you don't get as excited as a parent in regards to what he'll wear to Easter family functions or church or whatnot. I don't know if it's a more religious based tradition, so it may not be something a percentage of people do...but in my life experience, each year little girls get dresses for Easter.
So, it's yet another bittersweet experience: Sadness in missing out on life with Lyra, and excitement for Simon's first Easter. We have a good friend coming to visit this weekend, so that will be enjoyable too.
Wishing you all peace and calm for this weekend.









