Mama Bear

24 x 36 Acrylic on Canvas

Description

I underestimated the true meaning of a mama bear instinct, and just how deeply it would run, until my daughter was placed in my arms. The heavy weight of the fact that I was her voice, her advocate, and her defender hit me hard. I remember holding her so tightly with fear she would was not real.  It was like an out-of-body experience, because the ONLY thing on my mind was how beautiful she was, and how was I going to protect this new little creature!? I was fiercely protecting this little child that never grew in my womb but grew in my heart.