I’m starting to not like getting phone calls. Maybe I could just stick my head in the sand and ignore the world? Naw, that’s not my style. I’m learning a lot spending this much time around hospitals though. Modern medicine is pretty amazing when you think about it.
I’m sad, emotionally weary and still putting one foot in front of the other. If only I could get back into the world of quilting. I look over at Vern (husquavarna) and wish I was fighting for perky points right now. My sister (okay, not by blood but by tears) sent me pictures of some quilts her grandmother made. They are amazing! I wish I had the brain power to get them off my phone to show you but that’s not happening right now. I told her that quilters were a different breed. I may have been onto something there. I know that since I started quilting I see quilts everywhere. There seems to be a quilt for every occasion too. Even now, in the midst of heart-break I’ve conjured up a quilt in my mind to fit even this occasion.
I’m off to appointments and such. And yes, waiting for the next phone call… maybe good news this time?
- Red and White Quilt 2 | Virtual Quilter (dreamzhappenquiltz.wordpress.com)
- Picnic Plate Quilt (quiltobsession.wordpress.com)
- Another Rising Sun quilt block (quilterinmotion.wordpress.com)