Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thoughts. Show all posts

time...

2.17.2010

to sew...
Having recently posted that I am ready to sew...these pics should be of no surprise. To work up to that Amy Butler project posted a few days ago, I am going to attempt this market bag found here at rosy little things.



How sweet it that? I figured I needed a primer before I started the bigger project. I'll let you know how it goes. JoAnn Fabrics just got some yummy new fabrics in...time to go steal some time and shop.


blue brush


So...then...in the spirit of all things sewable...what do I get in the mail on Tuesday?...


the March WIP main kit...




can you see all the sewing theme going on? I immediately set to playing...it was a good night. Stay tuned for some sneaks.

blue brush


So, have I told you I am feeling like me again? It sure makes a difference. One appreciates energy and focus so much more when one has recently had none! It's true. The question was asked while in my fog: "What fills you?" That was a hard question to hear. Because my answer at the time was Nothing. Nothing. That is how out of it I was feeling at the time. I could not even come up with what it is that indeed brings me fulfillment, and enables me to be renewed and ready to face the every day.
Looking back now...to then...I think I was too hard on myself and not allowing time to just be what I was::tired. We women, especially, have seasons in our lives in which we need to be better aware of what is going on with us. Not only for our own well being, but also to be able to communicate to our loved ones as well what is going on with us. I just kept feeling badly that I was, well...feeling badly. Instead of being better aware that what was going on with me physically, as well as emotionally+spiritually, was a temporary place. As are all seasons, they are temporary. This too shall pass.
Continuing in my theme of "all things are new", I will not look through the rear view mirror of my life and live in the past...but rather continue to move forward, as that is only where Life can be found.

So, what fills you up?

happy birthday, daddy!

7.20.2009

Yesterday was my Dad's birthday. He turned 64. I love my Dad. I love him very much. He is not Superman, or Hercules, or some popular superhero of the day.
He's my Dad.
He's a man of class. He sees a thing, he plans and devises it, and goes after it intent on success.
He's my Dad.
He's a man of God. He's faithful in prayer, belief, hope, and service.
He's a family man. He's at his best when family is near. He serves selflessly. He leads by example.
He's my Dad.
God knew just what I would need, not only as a growing adolescent. But as a women attempting to be a person of God, a mother and wife to her family, a person with some modicum of class.
God knew...
Dad, you have loved me as long as I have lived, but I have loved you my whole life.

Happy Birthday!