Sometimes, I just like to sit and meditate on this rattan hanging.
I bought it for $2 at a thrift shop in Maine.
For some reason, it speaks to me.
I have no idea what it is supposed to be, or who made it. But I guess that really doesn't matter, because
I love it.
I stayed at the studio for 3 hours today. A record. I actually got some fringe tied on some placemats that L is working on. I feel so productive. Ha!
My doctor said I would be weaving in 6 weeks. That means in 3 more, I will be there. Heart be still.
I look back at my frustration, and the craziness that ensued with me wanting to sell the studio, wanting to quit everything that I loved, and I am humbled.
Have I told you that my family rocks?? DH. My daughters. They got me through this.
My friends. All of you.
And L........tell me who has a friend/apprentice/partner in crime......that does what she does?? Taking the entire studio with all its responsibilities, under her wing. 6 cats. So I didn't have to worry about it at all.
M and P who came to the studio to give L some support, and help her with some big jobs.
Nope, I couldn't have been through what I have been through in the last month without all this help.
My mother brought me tea, made me lunch. People stopped in to visit. People sent me cards, gifts, flowers, goodies from the bakery. The emails. The calls. The encouragement. My BFF with my fave cafe lunch, My friend A walking Roy when I couldn't.
It boggles my mind. I didn't realize how many people cared, how many people worried. It makes me determined to get better, to not disappoint anyone.
Every day I feel like I have made just a little progress, and it's adding up, and adding up, and adding up.
I'm coming back.
Yeah.
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