Holding parasols~watching the merry-go-round~abbreviated time to watch the sky~in the forest hiding with the velveteen rabbit ~ a lone desk ~death and rebirth~ walking slowly looking skyward ~ a cherry blossom blizzard ~ climbing inside the buddha ~ a na
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I was a weird kid, wore big hats and parasols so I could look Victorian. I loved spending time with my dad, out at amusement parks (Riverside) and waking up in the middle of the night to watch meteor showers. My favorite toy, a stuffed rabbit joined me on my adventures through the woods and through books. Then my mother was diagnosed with cancer and she died 7 years later. I was home schooled for junior high during those years and it was a lonely period. cont...
My life began again on my first trip abroad to Greece. I went to college and studied international relations, went to Paris and eventually met my first long term boyfriend. We went to Japan, his homeland, and we napped under cherry blossom trees and visited temples. It all ended back in America, I graduated from college, and became an archaeologist. I met my archaeologist boyfriend there, and together we spent a beautiful summer finding artifacts and traveling. cont...
Unfortunately after 7 months, the museum lost its funding and we lost our jobs. Depressed, I turned to my creativity and interest in past cultures and created Feathers of Artemis. I took a couple jobs, but the jewelry kept me going. Today, I work in a group home which is not ideal but it leaves room for creativity. My archaeologist and I live together now in a house from 1750, but we are only truly happy outside under the trees.
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