I made this after we lost the baby. I had this image burned in my mind from the ultrasound of her little hand waving at us. I remember seeing that little hand wave and it was a few moments of pure joy and amazement before everything went all wrong. And I continued to picture that little hand over and over for weeks after. And then I made this.
And through Carly Marie's project I learned of the e.e. cummings poem "I Carry Your Heart." And now I will think of these words every time I look at my mosaic:
i carry your heart with me
i carry it in my heart
i am never with out it