01/05/2026
My brain always searches for significance & symbolism in everything, maybe too much.
When I first decided to add forget-me-nots to this painting, it was for an obvious reason….they are blue (her favorite color) & I won’t ever forget her.
But as I reflected on the ones I grew in the flower field this year, I was reminded of how the seeds seemed to jump off the dying plant and stick themselves to my sweater as I was saving them. Try as I might, I never did get all the seeds out of the woven fabric of that sweater. It’s like they have become part of it, now.
And this made me think about how she sowed seeds in everyone she raised, taught, trained, served & loved. Seeds of knowledge, seeds of wisdom, seeds of humor & love & strength. And even though she’s gone now, those seeds are embedded in the fabric of who we are now. And I’ll be forever grateful for that.
Still a ways to go on this. But it’s getting there ❤️
