Today's grief work...cutting up my dear man's shirts to make a quilt. First I cut off the collar, cuffs and seams. Next, I cut it all into 4 inch strips for this 16 patch block.
Catharsis for me as I think of my love....
I am four weeks a widow.
Working with the energy obtained through pure determination, I am driving my exhausted self to the university three days this week to take workshops in order to maintain my license.
Every two years, I need 40 credits...The past 22 months, I got nothing...June is looming as the deadline.
I will do this...I will...I have done, so far this week:
*.AIDS/HIV and substance abuse
*Ethics in Substance Abuse
* Groupwork planning
*Transgendering in Substance Abuse.
*Adolescent Violence
*Caregiving in ALS
Every day once home from these workshops, I fall right into bed, leaving Stephanie to take care of everything else. Thank you Stephanie...never ever leave me.
Tomorrow is the last day and then I will sleep in my awesome handmade bed for quite a long time.
Looking forward to IQ group Sit and Sew on Saturday where I have to do nothing but sew.
