Big me is holding little me. The words above us say “I’ve got you.” This poster is collage of torn pieces from a astronomy page in The National Geographic. I was learning to love myself; I still am. While on a therapeutic walk I imagined what it would be like to hold little me; to care for something so fragile. I realized after making this poster that I needed to imagine that, because I wasn’t receiving the nurturing from my parents that I so badly needed. My mother was stressed, and my father was ill and unable to hug or kiss anyone due to chemotherapy. I needed to learn how to nurture myself.