Army of Ink Group Huddle

Army of Ink never lost bunch

If the light went out they’d never be lost – and always know where comfort could be found.

Personal footnote:  Was sitting quietly with Mum as she slept peacefully.  In a wave of sadness I asked the Army of Ink …. “What are we going to do girls?”   It seems it may take more than one to comfort me in this one.  I’ve always imagined the inks marching one by one into the world but when this one arrived.  Sometimes when things get tough you have to ‘huddle’.   Make a safe and cosy circle to protect yourself and keep all the bad stuff out.  So let’s salute each other for marching on despite the whirl around us and coming out the other side stronger, wiser and more accepting of ourselves because of it.’