So I started writing this post back in March. To be perfectly honest, I have been sitting in a funk since then. For some reason I couldn't bring my self to posting this but I think its time.
So, as many of you already know my Great Grandmother passed away recently. This is dedicated to her.
She was an absolute angel, and if you saw how many people attended her services you would have seen she touched lives on a level that few can achieve.
As I started my day I figured it would be any other. I started out on a flat, so I was very late for work. I showed up and worked all of an hour then one of the ladies from the office handed me a note saying my mom called the emergency number. I immediately dropped everything and called my mom. She delivered the news and immediately my heart broke. As I type there are tears runnin down my cheek. I think of my Granny and tear up. Some of... no in fact ALL of my best childhood memories were spent with her. We spent a great deal of time at her house, playing in the garden her and PaPa lovingly attended to. Hunted for snails, smelled all of the beautiful roses and watched the humming birds feed. I couldnt help running into the kitchen and climbing up on the stool and finding just where the red hot hearts were. She kept them in the same place all those years. She was even able to get Andrea to eat her veggies... AMAZING! My Granny taught me how to crochet, and do needle point, I think thats where my love of sewing started. I can't thank her enough for it. She was patient with us, and I loved hearing her tell us stories about when my dad was younger and the crazy stuff he did. Granny was a mover and a shaker... even in her 70s she went white water rafting in Costa Rica, shes been on African safaris, she has seen every state in this beautiful country... Hell this woman has even gone down a zip line!
Over the last 7 years or so I've given her more than enough reason to worry. I hate my self for it. But you know what she always believed in me and has always told me that I'm ment to do some great things its just a matter of finding my calling. I will, soon. I promise.
I have something to keep my self busy. I have to continue this doll collection. It apparently was started by my Granny for my Nana (my grandma Sharon). It all started with this doll.
So my heart still hurts a lil, okay a lot when I think about my Granny. Her unconditional love will always be with me.
So Party people. back in the present 08/11/12. I haven't worked on much in the sewing department. Last time I tried something it was an epic failure and it so didnt look good on me. I might give it another go. Maybe I shouldn't sew when I'm upset.
Another Day
Another Time
Sew Ducky Sew
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