Holding Art's Hands • by Carol Spinski
As I sat by my mom’s hospice bed that day holding tight to her hands, I watched every last breath that she took. In those final hours, I was overwhelmed with the sense of pride I felt to call this gracious woman my mom. Those sweet hands I was holding had taught me that crafting a beautiful life was something to be embraced and shared. Never idle, she enjoyed the simple pleasures of antiquing, baking, cooking, decorating, gardening and quilting— many of which is the legacy she passed on to me. My passion for photography and styling can be attributed to my mom’s inspirational guidance. Producing and capturing images of creativity will forever be my lasting “Thank You” to my mom, Stella Mae.
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What a lovely story, thank you for sharing.
Posted by: Stacy McGinnis | 02/28/2011 at 10:30 PM
Dear Carol-what a wonderful legacy your mom has left you...one that can flourish in your life and you can pass down to your children. I think we can learn so much about the process of death...and then learn how to use these lessons to live a fuller life.
Thanks so much for the very kind comments you left on my blog. And yes! this class BYW-totally over the top amazing. And we just started!!!
Posted by: soraya nulliah | 03/01/2011 at 11:29 AM
What a great memory! And what a lovely name, your mother had: Stella Mae! How grateful you must be to have had such a wonderful example of how to live a creative and joyful life. I know whenever I am around you - my joy and creativity multiplies!
Thanks for sharing,
Love
Elizabeth
Posted by: Elizabeth Maxson | 03/06/2011 at 05:57 PM