She arrived in a flurry, all upset and bewildered. Grandma took her in her arms and rocked her by the fire, stilling the tears, starting the thaw.

This was an early image of Perdita after I started work with Poser. This gave me more freedom to get the correct ages and expressions. It encapsulated some of the sense of being held that I was learning in therapy, albeit without any physical contact. I was starting to be able to draw on some kind of feeling like this when alone, though it is far from being available on tap. If I had not found this place, I would not have been able to make and absorb the ones which follow. Kind of needing to have a 'safe' place before I can be open to the very unsafe ones.