This is part of an E. Cummings poem on Genevieve’s right arm. It reads, “when all’s done and said, and under the grass lies her head by oaks and roses deliberated.” - I love how it wraps around her arm!
Start now. Start where you are. Start with fear. Start with pain. Start with doubt. Start with hands shaking. Start with voice trembling but start. Start and don’t stop. Start where you are, with what you have. Just … start.