I just realized while looking at my back in the mirror, that my one and only tattoo is the very same shape as the Petal Pods I've designed! Life comes full circle. I got that tattoo drawn around a freckle (on my fanny, I know it's really cute) when Tommy died in 1997. It was my one answer to grief that wasn't clouded with guilt. I celebrated myself and honored myself, my sense of humor, my femininity, my innocence all in that one little doodle of a flower, over a part of me I was born with. Tee hee!
I am experiencing a second rebirth right now with the work I'm doing with Debra. I think it's about time I get a second flower doodle. Hmmmmm. Thinking of a spot.