tattered & torn...

many years

of

healing warmth

 

and love

from this quilt

my very first

paper pieced

hexagon

 stitched by hand while

i was in college

this week

it was my comfort

while i slept

in a chair

due to a frozen

back after

shoveling the drive

there are places

that need repaired

but i can't bring

myself to do so

as the vision

is so alive

when i think

of my

kiddos

curled up

underneath

when they

were not feeling

 so well

i cherish those

memories

and each thread

that is hanging

and

seam that is

 torn open

is there

from their

tiny hands

yet

comforted hearts

thursday thought

another year...

older...yes

wiser

i hope so...

my girl and i

made our annual

trek down to the q

for disney on ice

i watched

her closely

she demonstrates

such enthusiasm

the minute the big

eared mices

skate through the curtain

even though she's

seen them a

bazillion times

and i marvel

at that

i want to live

like sarah

just simply

enjoy

each and every

moment

that's what i wish

for this fifty fourth year

of mine

to simply enjoy

everything

all the little

moments

all we really need...

i recently wrote

a note

to someone...
 

who had been

quick to judge me

and
 turn me into

a villain

my sentiment was

 simply this

i really
 could not understand

the position that

had been taken

when all we

(my husband and i)

needed

was love

i have been trying to

articulate

for some time

a message

and

this week

a friend of mine

said for me in just

a few words

what i've been trying to

for years

using fear, guilt 

shaming and negativity 

does not build love 

trust 

or a feeling of safety 

just supposing

 the call had instead

been about love

just love

the outcome would

have been

 so much

different

today i vow

to spread some love

forgiveness

followed by love

for that is all we

really need