Tonight my friends helped me stuff tissue holders for the holidays
My heart....
I have such a small amount of fabric...I have to scrounge around, you know.
Disgusting!!! Even I could not eat it...Emily????
Every Wednesday night for 15 years, I have had a quilting group at my house.
We sew, and we laugh and we eat.
We are friends.
Now-a-days, when they leave, I cry and feel despair.
We sew, and we laugh and we eat.
We are friends.
Now-a-days, when they leave, I cry and feel despair.
For it is nine o'clock when my man used to come home from tennis.
He would say Hi to all and make himself a healthy smoothie.
Now at nine o'clock, everyone leaves and he does not come home.
He would say Hi to all and make himself a healthy smoothie.
Now at nine o'clock, everyone leaves and he does not come home.
The silence screams that he is dead and gone.
My crazy brain.
Mr.O'Quilts was a health nut.
ALS did not care.
