Nurture


I was so excited a couple of days ago to find this sweet little gift of nature in a flower pot on my deck. Two precious little eggs in a nest so close to my back door. But I have come to realize these eggs have been abandoned, the mama bird nowhere to be seen.


They inspired this painting which I have titled simply ‘Nurture’. Seeing the eggs so lovingly tucked into the nest stirs the mother’s instinct inside my heart. Sometimes despite our best intentions and efforts, we are unable to ‘mother’ for various reasons. Sometimes our children are simply too independant and we must sit on the sidelines while they find their way. They will one day realize that even when they did not want our help, we were there all the time waiting and watching.

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A Mother By Nature

Some days make you both proud to be a mom, and sad at the same time. Yesterday was one of those days for me. My oldest son Christopher, will turn 18 in two weeks. He has talked about going into the Army for several years, so it should come as no surprise, but he is signing up. We have talked to the recruiter and it is all set. Part of my heart is bursting with pride, but all of you moms out there will understand the part that says, “Wait! That’s my little boy! He’s not ready!!!” Why is it that while our boys tower above us we still see them as our “little” boys. The ones that play with legos, watch cartoons, wrestle on the floor, pick on their brothers and come inside with mud on their shoes? I was working on this piece while all of the talk of army recruiters was going on. My husband said “that is really nice, but she looks so sad”. I guess that is what happens in our art. Our feelings go into our work. So while she is sad, she knows that we only hold our fragile children in our hands for a short while, until they are strong enough to fly away on their own.