The Artists Mind

My mom carried me for nine months. She felt sick for those months with nausea, then she watched her feet swell & her skin stretch. She teared. She struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quickly and she even suffered many sleepless nights. She then went through excruciating pain to bring me into this world. Then, she became my nurse, my chef, my maid, my chauffeur, my biggest fan, my teacher & my best friend. She’s struggled for me, cried over me, hoped the best for me and prayed for me. Most of us take our mom for granted. Reblog if you love your mom more than anything else in the world.

something to think about haha.

Chelicera of the Sheep Tick, Ixodes ricinus (Linnaeus, 1758)

I miss adventuring in the forest, by myself and with friends. I miss how I felt so at peace there…everything always feels so serene and beautiful.
For me, nature is the epitome of beauty and life.

Hello Allison.