Mother’s Day, Echeveria and Blue
30×30 Oil on Canvas
I have fond memories of the pretty rock gardens and planters my mom and dad created around my childhood home in the sierra foothills of California. They were filled with moss covered rocks, agapanthus, gardenias, and of course, succulents. As a child, it seemed like my mom could make things grow with no effort whatsoever. There were pretty things to look at in and around our home, a warm meal every night, and a listening ear if any of us kids had something to talk over. It is true, that as we age, and experience parenting for ourselves, we do appreciate our moms all the more. It is truly the hardest job on earth. Back when I was expecting our daughter, a friend told me, “You know, when your child experiences success, it will feel more victorious than any victory or success you will ever have, and conversely, when your child hurts, it will hurt more than any hurt you could ever experience yourself.” She was right. This succulent, with its pup (offset) reminded me of a mother and child in so many ways. So, to all the moms out there, stand strong, stay the course, your work is hard, important and appreciated. If not now, someday.