There are a few life-changing moments that shake your world....one of them is the death of a parent.
Dad's airplane quilt - 2011 Yellow Brick Road, on point. |
But that was a month ago! Life should be normal again, right? But, the weeks roll by and here I sit....twiddling my thumbs.... I just don't know what to do with myself! Every night when I finish work I think "... now what do I do..." until it's a respectful time to just go to bed.
I'd heard it said if you do something for 21 days straight, it becomes a habit. That is true statement...for more than 21 days, every day ... morning and night.... I'd drive over to sit with dad.
I swear, now every time I get in my car, it fights me to drive to dad's.
While you need to give yourself grace, there comes a point in time when you simply just Pick Yourself Up and Just DO IT!
So, that is what I'm doing....forcing myself to sit down at the sewing machine every evening and sew, even if it is for only 10 minutes
(usually turns into an hour or so.)
I'm starting with the project purchased from Country Sampler in Omaha last month. HERE
It's new and fresh and fun...and easy, mostly....
The hardest part...flying geese. I only need 60.
Other things to restart my life;
*perusing quilt sites and saving pictures of quilts I like;
*this Saturday my quilting friend, Carolyn, is coming over for tapas and wine and she's bring a show-n-tell....what else.... Oh, yes,
*A niece, Lauren, (who I met for the first time when she and her family came to Paducah for dad's memorial) is a new quilter! She lives in Chicago, but there is Zoom, so we'll connect.
That makes two nieces who are quilters!
(Dez's first nine patch.)
There IS life after death....both for me and for dad....
He is alive in heaven, worshiping at the feet of Christ all day long. Psalms 95:6
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