My broken heart reports that my man is in the hospital with small blood clots in both lungs. Apparently this is a separate deal apart from any other ailment he has. Mr. O'Quilts is struggling breathing ...a very scary thing. He sent me home tonight, as he is just sleeping. I listened.
Wanda says that we quilters are strong women who can take anything that life throws at us...I think I want to be like Wanda!!
Silly me continues with this project. That, in spite of the fact that I am sloppy and cannot even paint right. I have switched from fabric to paper which makes it a bit easier to do the Mod Podge..heavy on the bit part.
My quilting friends do everything for me...So, slop, slop I messily go....turning grief into presents...flawed for sure, but made with love.