Hump Day
After a night filled with rains and winds, this is a quiet hump day. A perfect day to be in the studio.
Holy week is always a reminder to me that my dad passed away in holy week on Maunday Thursday. The week also allows me to think about me and where I am in my relationship with my ole cowboy. Way back when, I knew who he was and what his lifestyle had been. Nothing serious hiding in the bushes. Dennis was a hard working soul that had one habit then, that is still prevalent today . . . smoking. When we spend our lives doing, being what we believe is acceptable, the long run seems like never, neverland.
At 86 years young, regardless of health issues, Dennis is not going to quit smoking. Dennis began smoking while he was in Korea and that is his addiction. Alcohol abuse may run in his children’s lives, but Dennis never has had a taste for it. I am thankful for that.
I have learned that harping upon an action that I don’t understand, does only one thing . . . I upset myself. The last thing I, or my heart needs is to be upset. At times the best is . . . “live and let live.” There are many more wonderful qualities in Dennis than not. I am thankful for that.
A little late in my life . . . but I have learned to accept rather than expect. With that as my road to travel, I am at peace with family and friends. I have not walked in their shoes, nor they in mine. At the end of each day, I like my size eight and a half shoes.
As I was in the studio today, thinking about a whole lot of things, I finished yet another square in my latest endeavor of the pattern called “A long Time Ago.” It was the Trip Around the World pattern that was my mom’s favorite. 166 pieces came together for this 13.5 inch block. I did shut off the sewing machine, the iron and the studio’s lights to have a bit of coffee with Dennis. I have no idea what the next block will be. As I finish one block, the page has not yet been turned as to what is coming next. Kind of like what life has to offer. Stay tuned.