The beautiful fragile ballerina is my mom... You may remember that she broke her arm in July. Her arm was getting better, but far from good... and then it happened again. She fell yesterday and broke her rib and hip and is in hospital awaiting surgery. Still beautiful and more fragile than ever. Her spirit is strong... unlike mine. I want to curl into a ball and pretend it didn't happen. I wanted to stop my '30 days of creating and listing things for sale' challenge.... but the only thing I could do today was paint... so that's what I did.