This is me and everyone that I love. The first thing I allowed myself to say I liked about myself was my eyes. My “Johnson” eyes. I am so grateful to get my eyes from my dad. His eyes were so beautiful. The squiggly lines of color represent the Chaos and Traumas of life. The Appalachian Mountains is where I found myself and started my healing journey. The solid red hearts are my children with Glen. My husband is solid purple. He’s perfect for me and I am so grateful for all that he has given me. The red outlined hearts are my mom and dad. Dad’s heart is broken since his passing. The two blue hearts on the left are my two best friends that have lasted around 40 years even with decades of little contact. The line of pink hearts is my Sister followed by my Neices and nephews. She is my bestest friend. She has all her ducks in a row and is the definition of strength. The many blue hearts on the right is each foster child that has been in put in my path. The darkest ones are the 3 kids that I have now. I uploaded the long exposure picture because I like it as much as the original. The red hearts look like flames of fire. The chaos has given a unique texture while I still remain Strong💕

I think part of the healing comes from just allowing yourself to make something beautiful. Giving yourself beauty… Knowing that I am capable to create something… Having control of what I use my time for.