Finding Joy as it Happens

In the mail today came my avocado friend here....from Melissa Quilts

Big thanks Melissa...a great treat on a stressful day. xoxo

My neice who suffers from Ovarian cancer...loves monkeys.

As a calming expression of love, I made monkey napkins for her.

A friend of mine has chosen an angel tree child for Christmas.

The child wants a doll buggy.  My friend asked me to make a quilt for the buggy..

Here it is, made with love.

Backed with one of my favorite bargains:

Tula Pink bunnies!!

My daughter is visiting here from Oregon.  We have had a lovely time.  She is off now to do errands for me.

My hip causes so much pain, I cannot lift it into the car...Jeeze Louize and more!!!

I need a Pfizer Covid shot delivered to me....Sigh, somehow I do not think that is on the delivery options.

Yesterday;s treat was a visit from my sister and my niece and nephew.  With my girl here...it felt so much like family.

I have craved that feeling lately as my grands are teenagers with their own lives...I think that they have forgotten that they still have a grandmother!!!!!My pain causes me to feel sad.

It was so great to see my sick niece and my dedicated sister.

I love them so.

The doctor ordered weight medication is out of stock...OMG. The entire country must need hip replacements!!!!

All I want is a Butterfinger candy bar.to calm my  nerves, sigh....

Doing Something

Keeping my mind calm; I did one of these!! 

I keep a star to be on my small design wall by my machine for a quilting quicky when I have the chance.

Looking to  gifting, I made two more Japanese knot bags....

The one below is made with corduroy scraps gifted to me years ago.

Something new for me here...Cord holders to keep mess down.

Cord Keeper patterns from Apple Green Cottage

The cord wrappers are a new experiment form.  I have put one on my long I-Pad cord by the sewiung machine.

The Green Apple Cottage has the templates ready to copy.

And so goes this Saturday.  The ortho guy told me to walk thru the pain...Big Ouch.  He also sent me to a weight reduction program where they are going to give me a shot in my stomach so I will lose 40 pounds...OMG>  Then I will probably stay in bed and wait for the promised nausea and dizzsiness.  I am supposed to lose 40 pounds in two months..Jeeze Louize..I do not know...New rules say...no low BMI, then no operation...even though 8 years ago I had 4 joint replacements in 12 months with a very similar BMI...now doctor and new rules..

 I am walking around in pain, I get depressed!!  I have been offered a riding cart, but physical therapy says I have to walk...so walk I do!!

 Goals:  losing weight enough for me to get a medical release. ANd so it goes.  I have not heard from my grands in forever. It is OK...I am concentrating on getting better..

Tonight's share is from John Roedel

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I wrote this poem a couple years ago to keep myself from falling off the edge.  I need these words today more than ever.

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oh my troubled lovely,

oh my weeping daisy,

oh my fading candle,

oh my broken beauty,

oh my crumbling stronghold,

stay with us

here on Earth

don’t rapture yourself;

~ we need you - we need you

- we need you - we need you

before you decide to leave,

sit with me here in your unmade self

at the edge of your unmade bed

and listen to me

tell you one last secret

oh my tearful songbird,

if you can find

a way to

survive long

enough

someday you’ll become

the answer to somebody

else’s most desperate prayer

by just being there in

the same room that they are in

~ as they gently fall apart

and in that moment

you won’t need to say anything

you’ll just need drape your hands

over theirs like a Good Friday altar cloth

until they believe in resurrection again

~ that’s why you can’t give up

your life will someday be the rainbow

at the end of someone else’s storm

if you aren’t still here

when they fall off

the bridge

then who will be there to catch them?

I know it’s not quite fair

~ but your life isn’t just yours

it also belongs to that person

who is going to need you

to be alive later

you are part of the community

of unintended angels

who has a sacred calling

of surviving your darkest night

so someday you can be the

sunrise for somebody else who

will need you to prove to them

that daybreak always returns

oh my clouding diamond,

oh my shaking sunflower,

oh my doubting saint,

oh my disappearing moon,

oh my quieting symphony

stay here

with us

on Earth

because if you do

you will save a dozen lives

by first saving your own

it’s the great pyramid scheme

of hope

you must persist

so they can watch how you persist

turn this riptide you

are drowning under

into a ripple

of hope

that stretches

through time

that you can ride until

you reach that one moment

in your life where you’ll find yourself

in a quiet room with somebody

who wants to become a shadow

and you’ll be able to say to them

with authority the same thing

I am saying to you right now:

“oh my troubled lovely,

oh my weeping daisy,

oh my fading candle,

oh my broken beauty,

oh my crumbling stronghold

stay with us

here on Earth

don’t rapture yourself

we need you...”

by john roedel

Bloom Where You are Planted, etc

 This election, pastors are asked to go to the voting sites to help keep the peace..

Dear me!!

My friend asked me to make her a shawl for the occasion.

Bringing together different cultures, this shawl is made from African fabric.  It is embellished with a Celtic cross.

I hope she likes it.

The giving tree:  Or plant...etc.

This time last year, I passed on to my neighbors, a Poinsettia plant that had been gifted to me.

It was small and lovely, but I do not keep plants anymore...simplifying my life.

They planted it in their garden.  Voila:  It came back in its loveliness to cheer us on.

As I have aged, I have worried about ways I could perish.  My vivid imagination never ever dreamed that it would be painful arthritis that would do me in.  Eight years ago, I had four joint replacements....two knees, a shoulder and a hip.

Now the other hip is killing me and I can barely walk.; the other shoulder hurts  and...This morning I awoke with it in my elbow...Jeeze Louize

Working now on resigning myself to my painful lot.  Seeing a surgeon on Thursday, taking meds that do not work.

If this is going to be how it is from now on.  I will try to "Bloom where I am Planted" and figure out what I can do. (instead of focusing on what I cannot do!!)

Continuing kindness is my first goal.  "Small things with great love", said Mother Teresa....

I am trying to have more realistic expectations of myself.

And, I am sewing small items to gift to folks...xoxo

Witches Three

 From Portland comes our Aoife...just loving Halloween

Age four is a great age!!!

Grandma proud!!