
My character Petra reflects on the Spirit in her life. In this pic, she’s shown in childhood, feeling a sweet, sweet spirit moving between her mother and herself …

Petra: I continued in search of the sweet, sweet spirit I’d felt in childhood, with my mother. But maybe I became not so sweet myself?

I tried to be good, an angel even… But the spirit moving me wasn’t holy.

I was a party girl. The spirit I knew best was alcohol… I sought other ways to connect with people, but I couldn’t seem to find that true, loving spirit. (To be continued…) β€οΈ π