At art unraveled I purchased a couple pieces of hand dyed felt. I knew I wanted to do wings using vintage lace. I kept putting them aside then picking them back up. It finally dawned on me why I was doing wings. Well, besides the obvious that I just like them. Let me back up a few months.
In January my son informed us he was not going to apply to any colleges. He needed a break and he wanted to follow his passion of music. We struggled with this. Many late night heated conversations. How could he not want to go to college? This was not in the plan. What would everyone think? What do we tell the rest of the family? What kind of parents were we who did not make their child go on to college? How would he succeed in life without a college education? We don't want to see our children make the same mistakes we made. We hate to see them struggle and get discouraged. I remember making choices my parents didn't approve of. Some out of rebellion. Some because they were my dreams. Oh, I remember being 18 and thinking I knew everything. I keep telling myself I have come to accept his decision. He has always been a free spirit. Never one to follow, always lead. And like both of his parents has some rebel in him. This is his life, his passion,his dreams,his joy. We can only be here to share those dreams,joy and any disappointments.
So back to the wings. It hit me. I had all these emotions. I needed to get out. I need to bless and release my son into the world.
These are your Wings of.......hope,dreams,courage,trust,strength,safety,love,joy,
When I showed him the wings, I thought he would laugh and roll his eyes. Instead he hugged me and said I will be fine mom.
The world awaits you Travis!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On a side note, his sister wants him to move out so she can use his room as her closet.