Agatha

Each Mourning Doll is a representation and embodiment of grief and each one is a labor of love. I make Mourning Dolls to give you a way to hold your grief, and to honor your mortality. Meet Agatha... "Agatha hadn't lost her sister. Her dearest friend and confidant. She knew just where she lay. There, beneath a tired weeping cherry tree. There, beside their parents.  This didn't stop people from expressing how sorry they were for her loss. She knew what they meant. She certainly felt the loss of her comfort and her solace. And yet, it rankled her. She glared and shrugged and felt angry at their inability to say the worst and truest thing. 'I'm so sorry that your sister has died, and that you are now adrift in grief'. For Agatha was indeed adrift in her grief. She remembered, over and over the last days and hours of her sister's life. She would, in fact, never forget them. Her hands growing colder, her gaze slipping away. Her beautiful voice stilled full weeks before their actual parting