{"id":4252,"date":"2015-07-26T19:38:05","date_gmt":"2015-07-26T18:38:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/?p=4252"},"modified":"2015-07-26T19:38:05","modified_gmt":"2015-07-26T18:38:05","slug":"work-in-progress","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/work-in-progress\/","title":{"rendered":"Work in progress&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>This is a very precious piece, based on a drawing made for me when I was a little girl, by a cousin who meant the world to me.<\/p>\n<p>He died in a tragic accident when I was 12 and his death left a void and much grief&#8230;but his life also placed in me a &#8216;knowing&#8217; about what unconditional love was &#8211; something that unbeknown to me then, I would draw on in dark times.<\/p>\n<p>The words he wrote were that I should always remember that he loves me. Thirty two years on, I still hug the memory of his love for that little girl. Nothing is lost or forgotten.<br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/IMG_5312.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/IMG_5312.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a>\u00a0\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/IMG_5313.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/IMG_5313.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/IMG_5314.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/IMG_5314.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a>\u00a0\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/IMG_5315.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/IMG_5315.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is a very precious piece, based on a drawing made for me when I was a little girl, by a cousin who meant the world to me. He died in a tragic accident when I was 12 and his death left a void and much grief&#8230;but his life also placed in me a &#8216;knowing&#8217; [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[22,13,48,42],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4252","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-concetta-perot-mosaics","category-soulful-life","category-stuff-about-me","category-tranforming-broken-ness"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4252","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4252"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4252\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4252"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4252"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glitteringshards.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4252"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}