Written by Holly Shearman

My mom was truly one of a kind—loving and always ready to help others. I feel incredibly lucky to have had her shape me into the woman I am today. Despite her health struggles, she always showed up for us. Her grandkids were her pride and joy. When she passed, it was a shock to our family. In the days that followed, I kept finding feathers in the most unexpected places, which felt like a sign from her. To carry her memory with me, I decided to get a feather creatattoo on my wrist. Now, I can look down and remember her, say hello, or give her a kiss whenever I want.