… As it should
I carry you in the crinkle of my eyes, the dimple in my chin and the black hair that was the bane of my existence in the blonde, blue-eyed, first generation Supermodel days.
I carry you in whistling down cardinals, orioles, hawks and doves. In singing with the Celtic lilt that connects me to highlands and heather.
I carry you in kindness, charity and fairness. In love thy neighbour and in having the courage of my convictions.
I carry you in the tides and oceans that I know as intimately as my own heartbeat and in the sailor’s knots that can be made with both rope and lives.
I might write again. I might not.
But life does go on and so damn quickly…
I intend to not squander one more second of it.
20 October 2015
23 September is my Firstborn’s Birthday
She is a chapter in my heart’s book that will never be finished
Out of the Isolation Ward at last.
I iz a cat pirate and my Smarties are in rainbow order already. Love my OCD girl ❤
Only the best for baby and bear.
College Grad, Graphic Design
One piece of my heart… Caitlyn Elizabeth ❤
The Artist takes a break for lunch
The Artist will need a special desk to accommodate the foot… and the invention of iPhones to capture hyperactivity!!
MumMum and Birdie ❤ – twofer tattoos
Wishing all the Mum’s out there a day that is perfect for you ❤
This is the title that I value most. Mamasan, Mumsy Dearest, Mumma ❤
Me and my Mum
My own Mum creds. Birdie and Bee, the introduction.
Bee and Mumma at Danapalooza. Raising funds for children of cancer survivor Dana.
Birdie and MumMum at mAlice Cooper show, The Brass Monkey.