how to let go. and let him get on with it. how to know when to stop. lecturing. and start. talking. how to listen. connect. how to let him make his bed. and lie in it. my son. he's growing up. he's nearly 17. he's nearly 6 foot. though today he looked like he'd grown again. must get the tape measure out. and yet. i love the way he still finds the time. for hugs. never too old. for hugs.
nothing in my hand I bring. simply to the cross I cling. naked. come to thee for dress. helpless. look to thee for grace. foul. I to the fountain fly. wash me. Savior. or I die.
one of my new loves is patchwork. thanks to kels. kels told me constantly i could do it. and eventually I did (my new years resolution). with lots of help and patience from the girls. the norfolk quilters. that's what we called ourselves. a small group of us would sit. and quilt. and sip some wine. and laugh. alot. drink tea. and eat chocolate. and french crepes with lemon. and sugar. and occasionally ice-cream. kels knows crepes are my favourite. such a good friend. a rock in my life.
and i've now made 3 quilts. and have started my 4th. love vintage fabrics. and amy butler. am loving this quilt from toast u.k. flanelette patchwork. yum. and below are some lovely fabric swatches from amy butler. works of art really.
back on the whirly girdy. but never fear. the girls are here. i wandered down for a bit. ree's birthday. we sipped champagne. and laughed. about golf. of all things. and a rude sounding english town.
and yes. i do have high hopes. thanks girls. round and round we go. altogether now.
sometimes life throws you a curve ball. perhaps i knew one was coming. perhaps that's why i started this blog. today of all days i got the news.
dcis breast cancer or ductal carcinoma in situ. yes me.
so what to do? I choose. to look at this as good news. not quite the good news I was hoping for. but good news all the same. non-invasive. contained. and to say well....why not me?
so i look upward to God and say thanks. thanks for the ride. thanks for my rocks. for my husband who holds my hand and sheds a tear for me. for my kids who cuddle me and say it will all be ok. and friends and family who come out of the woodwork and say ok. let's go. i'm here. i love you.
you are my sunshine. my only sunshine. you make me happy when skies are grey.
my first blog post. ta da. i have my training wheels on so i need to hang on tight. i haven't got a clue what I am doing. but having fun just the same.
i couldn't sleep last night so started listing some of the things I am thankful for....how about you? God. my husband. my kids. my family. relationships. prayer. sitting and holding hands. time. tea. fabric. bunting. quilts and quilting evenings with my girls. champagne. discovery. inspiring blogs. creativity. dedication. chocolate. cupcakes and spongecake. fresh cream. love. passion. kind words and actions. belonging. remembering. laughter. summer. falling snow. pine trees. hyacinths. books. wisdom. cuddles. photographs. you.
and good news. we all need a bit of that from time to time. helps deal with the hurly burly. of life.
my name is chris.
this is my journal about things that are happening in my life, the things that matter to me and the reasons why I love them. it might be a beatiful image. or photograph. my child. my day. vintage fabrics. quilting. love. friendship. or just ramblings. thoughts. whatever takes my fancy. really. a little bit of me. to share with you.