Fast forward several years, and I'm married, on the East Coast, and I'm consciously seeking "grace" in my life. I was at the computer and putting in "grace" as a search term in a dictionary, looking for an idea or a symbol to connect to the concept.
Anna, who was about four and was hanging out with her step-dad, bounded into the room with a comment or question. I don't remember the specifics.
What I do remember is that, after she bounded on out of the room, I typed her name into the computer.
The meaning of the name Anna? Grandmother of God, Grace.
For this flag, I was drawn to vintage lace in its various shades of white. I layered fabric swatches and lace up the length of the flag. At the top, I placed the focal point of a fabric statement necklace I had made from white fabric scraps, faux pearls, and rhinestone with a fabric flower in the center. I stamped "grace" onto a scrap of canvas and placed it at the top.