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At Shoulder
We walk the same shoreline- weathered and bone-tired.
We’re looking upward to days unfolding
beyond what we’ve endured.
Glass that once was shattered, now softened and gleaming-
not just my husband, but sea-smoothed treasure,
shaped by the Maker’s hand.
We raise the next generation in rhythm,
our laughter rising like the sun.
And when the tide turns in glory, we’ll be there-
at shoulder. Polished, shining, held.
This final piece in What Holds brings the series to a place of quiet celebration- of endurance, restoration, and the kind of love that deepens with time. Woven after a season of healing in my marriage, it reflects a shift from hardship to harmony, shared by faith and a softened gaze.
Visually, the piece moves upward from grounded tones of plum, ochre, and rust into lighter hues- lavender, honey, rose. A luminous arc of cloud glows against a layered sky.
This piece doesn’t end the series with resolution, but with presence. With light. With the kind of holding the doesn’t strain, but steadies.
Across What Holds, I’ve explored the layered beauty of motherhood, memory, faith, and emotional endurance- through seasons of brokenness, joy, doubt, and clarity. At Shoulder offers a place to pause, to breathe, to stand beside what has been made and say: we’re still here. And we are held.