The view from my quilting room window...
I have seen this poem a million times.
This time, it is written for me.
"Beannacht", John ODonohue's blessing for his mother
A struggling day for me.
Remembering
"No matter how you feel..
Get up, dress up, show up and never give up"
With love in my heart, I will never forget the friends who have stood beside me in my grief.
Tomorrow, 6 months a widow.
xxoo
Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue...
Oh....that would be for a wedding...ha ha
Got it all wrong...mud brain with a sense of humor...lol
