My foster mother and favorite person died in July. She was everyone's favorite person, really. You can see just by looking at her how full of life she was. I still grieve the loss of her deeply, especially with the holidays here again. My birthday is Dec. 16th, and every year I so looked forward to her cards, gifts and phone call more than anything else. I will really miss that. The spirit of Christmas was woven into the very fiber of her being. Now it feels like it will never be the same...
I made these ornaments of her for my foster brothers, because I know they must be as sad as I am.
It feels like making things like these ornaments is saving me, dramatic as that may sound.