Next month the All Florida Shop Hop begins and I didn't finish last year's project. I pulled out the pouch of fabric, the sketch I had made and hoped to get some brain cells moving around.
I am making a less ambitious layout than originally thought but even so the choices are causing a lot of sparking and sputtering!
I will make a fresh start today.
Reminders like these cause both pain and joy.
(we had measured his height again on my birthday, not knowing it would be the last entry. And the dirt from handprints on the doorway from my sewing room, where this is marked, to the garage will not be washed for fear of removing these precious markers!)
We don't really realize how precious those little moments are, do we.
ReplyDeleteWhichever direction you take with your project, it's gonna be lovely. Such reminders of simple moments and precious memories are bittersweet. Blessings of continued strength and comfort.
ReplyDeleteThis breaks my heart. I know how hard it was to leave that door frame where I had measured my kids behind when we moved. I have read/listened to The Year of Magical Thinking at least 30 times over the years. It begins with " life changes in an instant" and "grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it". From time to time I return to it to get a refresher on just how precious and fragile our existence is. My thoughts are with you.
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