Sunny’s Heart
I have her heart in my header and always will. I have it in my sidebar. Starr and Skye use it for their non-profit. I hold it in my heart and mind. I think Sunny might be embarrassed, but I know that she would understand why we chose it, why we are attached to it. The history of the heart has been told in the posts that I am copying here:
Sunny’s Heart (January 8, 2008):
I was doing dishes yesterday and looked to my left. I have two cards that Sunny gave me posted there on the side of my refrigerator. I had noticed before that she signed her name with a little heart, but just then I wondered if I could take that heart and make a logo with it.
It still needs work, but this is her signature heart. Starr is planning on starting a charitable foundation in Sunny’s name and memory, and we are thinking that this could be part of the logo.
A Tattoo as Therapy (June 15, 2008):
Well, that’s how I see it. Starr might have a different story.
Starr has been wanting a tattoo for years, she has been talking about it since she was 15 years old or so. She had all kinds of ideas, but for the past year she has been trying to come up with an idea that pays tribute to Sunny.
She considered daisies, an idea that is still on the table, but she wasn’t sure exactly how she wanted them to look. Suddenly, Friday afternoon she came to me and said that she knew what she wanted, and that she was surprised that it hadn’t occurred to her before.
Sunny’s Heart.
The little heart that Sunny signed her name with that I scanned and cleaned up. The heart that is a part of The Glass Dragonfly header at the top of this page. The same heart that Starr and Skye have incorporated into the logo for their charitable foundation.
Below is the last birthday card that Sunny gave me, and the source of the heart. She liked to call me mom, I loved to hear it.
Once she had the idea, she couldn’t wait. She “needed” the tattoo…now. And she got it. The weird part for me was that I wasn’t needed, my permission wasn’t needed…for Starr…or for the tattoo parlor. Don’t they know that this is my “baby”??? That I still want to have control? Yeah, well.
As always…I miss you sweetie!! So very much. I love you!

















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