Lots of quiet time as I take one piece of fabric at a time to work towards a completion. Lots of time to do some reminiscing and pondering.
I know for certain I will never ever tire of the feeling of being a mother. A lifetime . . . but never feeling like a job . . . rather a blessing.
I know for certain the only way to continue enjoying my life is to put things back where they belong once I have used them. That being said . . . I know I most likely carried my rotary fabric cutter with me somewhere. Thank you Lord for giving me a small home in which to hunt. Dennis checked the freezer compartment of the refrigerator and I went through the multiple of waste paper baskets before they went out this morning. Hmm.
I know for certain that understanding and patience goes hand in hand as Dennis and I take each day as it comes together as one. Each of us bending to the other, much like the Evergreen boughs that I never tire of watching during the winter. Life is sweet.