Losing Dad

Dad is home safe, but I am losing him. How sad I am these days watching my dad drift away from me. Just like Grandma, first the forgetfulness, then confusion, then suddenly I'll be lost. One day he won't know me, it may only be for a moment, a minute or two, but that day is coming. How do you prepare yourself for that day? When the person who made you the person you are doesn't know you.

Perhaps, I'm the one that is lost, running away from that dreaded day.

Millions of children and spouses face this everyday, I know, but comfort in numbers I do not take.

2009

Well,well, here we are already! The start of a new year, full of hope, surrounded by sadness. What's on deck for 2009? Lots of things of course, but what can I stay committed to this year?

A. Finish all of those unfinished quilts!
B. Start and finish that list of 13 projects I wanted to do in 2008!
C. Ladies of the Sea, Blue Willow and Bird BOM!
D. Commit to praying the rosary more.
E. Stay positive about Dad.

You'll notice that blogging regularly isn't on the list...but I've had this on my list for the last three years and nothing, so maybe this year will be different. Oh yeah, and losing 15lbs is not on the list this year either.

I'm hopeful surrounded by sadness.

Catching a cold

You know the feeling, slightly stuffy, scratchy throat, and generally wiped out. And what do I want to do when I feel like this? Get in bed with a pan of warm brownies of course, but then again a pan of warm brownies just about fixes all things in my life.

I'm going to call it a day with the hope that I'll rise at the crack of dawn, feel a bit better and ready to churn out a few Dear Jane blocks.

Fast cars, football and pink

 Here it is, my first Dear Jane block. I'm about six blocks behind, but I have it in my mind I can catch up over my vacation next week. Pink is "my favorite and my best" to quote one of my son's favorite story book characters.

I've never been a girlie girl, not at all, really quite the opposite. Growing up I loved sports, cars, and tech gadgets; not that any of these things should have a "gender" but, at least when I was growing up, they did. Today I notice there are girls and "girly" girls, and they both are quite terrific!

Anyway, I STILL like fast cars, football and pink.

My Dear Jane Block Book

 

Since I'm hand piecing my Dear Jane Quilt, I need a way to organize and carry all of my block piecing as I'm working. So I've made this little "carry along" block book.

Of course, it took me longer to choose the cover fabric than it did to make the book, but I love it and it is currently always by my side.

Yes, I've also even made a block. I'll post that photo very soon, now back to piecing.

Quilt Show Stress

My guild show is a few months away and I'm way behind! I am not sure how but I'm determined to have two fabulous quilts in this show. I don't seem to be sure of much lately, but I am by nature an over-thinker, which tends to make one indecisive too.

I feel like I'm in mental chaos, creative chaos...don't commit me, just say a small prayer for me. As usual I'll get it together, I'm going to pull myself together. As my husband's sister would say "get yourself together girl".

Tomorrow is third Saturday, thus guild meeting Saturday and after the guild meeting I'll head over to Southern Comforters quilt show in Bowie. Surronding myslef with beutiful quilts and women should do the trick.

Dear Jane

You've always been like a dream, so far away from my reality. How will I ever find you. Well, I've started out on my journey to you...Yes, I've taken the plunge. Don't ask me how or why. But I'm going to make a Dear Jane Quilt, by hand...All hand pieced! I thought at first I'd only use reproduction fabrics and try to be as true to the spirit as possible but now I think as true as I'll get is hand pieced.

I've found a lovely online group that hopes to do two blocks a week. Yes, of course I'm weeks behind, but I'll catch up! I will indeed.

What's so special about a Dear Jane quilt, 250 4 1/2 inch blocks all hand pieced. Oh yeah, that's special.
I'll post my blocks here as I finish them so you can ooh and ahhh.

God loves you.

Every morning for the last four years, since the first day I dropped Sean off with his sitter, I think he was nine weeks old, I've whispered goodbye to him saying that I loved him and God loves him. Well this morning, way before our goodbyes, I asked him if he remembered what he was to do today in school and when he recalled every item, I said "awesome, I love you" and he reminded him of his "rules' for today and he replied "God love you too Mommy"