You have been gone 8 years today...Finally, I am getting a grip and starting to live the life you told me about, when you were leaving. Letting go of yesterday to make a different today, is a tough haul. But, you told me to just go sew, and I am doing that.
You were the string to my kite. Surprisingly, you still are..I am grateful. You told me that I was too old to raise children, but I did it anyway. God and you....gave me the strength.
Here is my new garden. Friends and family help me tend it.
I am celebrating survival by messing around with my Marcia Derse fabric..
You remember that times when I was sad and blue.....you told me to just buy fabric...(Ha Ha Ha) Just kidding.....Today it came..a blessing from you....My fabric collecting heart beats quickly.
My Charlotte family remembered today with prayers that touched my heart....
The rest of the world's strangers, kept going without missing a beat!! An odd life.
You live inside me now. Last night I went to a lecture here. I so wanted to share ideas with you.
The housekeeper from the Congo told me awhile back that my job was to be joyful and grateful and that God took care of the rest. Everytime I see her, I smile.
I never dreamed that I would ever feel again that we walk together....It took 8 years. Now you, in peace are with me again.
Once again, I publish my journal, for all the world to see. I feel loved.
ps. Someone put my machine in my car trunk so I will be ready for Sit and Sew tomorrow. My lunch is packed, my sewing ready. So excited, post Covid to see everyone again...xoxoxo
