Friday, April 1, 2011
Several years ago my sister and I went through Mom and Dad's things deciding what we wanted to keep and what would be sold at auction. When we came across this little piece Mom had stitched on perforated paper, we looked at each other with tears in our eyes. I grabbed it; threw it into my pile, and we moved on. I still haven't decided what to do with it, but I'll cherish it forever.
I got a phone call today from a former boss. Bob has had several heart attacks, and the last one was just a few weeks ago. He had called to tell me that he appreciated my work through the years. Even after he retired, I continued to do secretarial work for him for the annual homecoming weekend in our town. We had a great work relationship and an even better friendship. It was an odd phone call - almost as if he was saying thanks and goodbye at the same time.
My aunt passed away this week. A nursing instructor two of my daughters had in college also passed away. My friend NancyF emailed me this morning to let me know that her mom had passed away last week. What a heck of a day.
So tonight I got out this Blackbird Designs pattern I just bought. It's quiet in the house, and I've spent time stitching this piece and thinking about the friends and family who are hurting right now. Stitching helps calm an anxious spirit, doesn't it.