Growth is rarely clean business.
 
However, the time was spent pushing this way and that through the mud. You've worked your way through dark waters up to a place where you can finally start to rise. Layered. Imperfectly Perfect. 
 
The sky holds onto the memory of the struggle but also celebrates the finality of the bloom having finally reached it's place. 
 
To me this piece has been about resilience and integrity. Not in spite of the challenges, but because of them, the flower is made more beautiful.
 
This piece is for anyone who has "been there-done that" and has found a place where they are now thriving again. Their victory may be quiet and unseen, but the victory is still worth the celebration. It honors your tireless work and acknowledges that you're far from fading.