Here is the final image for my triptych. I understand my grandmother was very feisty and no nonsense. It was a harsh and difficult existence in the desert in those days. She is holding bread and milk. This of course has direct correlation to the Savior as the bread of life and receiving milk without price. But the spiritual always correlates to everyday life if we are sensitive to that so it also reminds me of the supper my father always enjoyed--hot milk with bread. I guess his mother fixed that at times and was surely one of those comfort foods for him. So she represents that part of nurturing every mother does by feeding those she loves, such a beautiful type of the Savior. The pomegranate is a universal symbol of fertility and offspring. It is also interesting that sacrifice can bring forgiveness of sin. So we become as the Savior when we sacrifice and sins are washed away.