"Those first months of that year. So much death. So much unhappiness. So much drama. Every week, a new form of awful would arise. A new inappropriate sentence would come her way, like sharp darts toward a fixed board. Work was exhausting. 
She was grieving, her family was grieving. They stuck together - bonded by love, while pedaling through their sadness."
 
Antique wood container, acrylic, vintage photo, paper, coral, garnets, vintage brass pendant, encyclopedia paper, red obsidian, shells, gold paint, glass beads.
 
9" x 13" x 7"