Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Crazy Quilting.

Stuff was at a standstill for a minute, sorry about that. Am just starting to crawl out from under my rock and sniff the air a bit. The house is still standing, I'm still alive and sentient. Family, though still reeling (it's only been a week), are managing.

The best part of this all is that we're trying to come together to find the best way to work everything out. It doesn't feel like salvaging; more like taking bits of beautiful stuff acquired here and there and reconfiguring, stitching, embroidering to make a new something. Maybe I'm being optimistic, but we'll see.

3 comments:

Marcia said...

Wonderful! You came out BEAUTIFUL from a most horrendous environment; there is always hope! Love your attitude sweetie!! XXOO

書甜 said...

good....................................................................................................

Be said...

Marcia, I'm trying. As I'm sure you understand, I don't hate her. I hate stuff she's done, but I don't hate her. I'm so sad that things had to end like this.