I cannot believe it's been 7 months since my last post. Man, the time have flown!!! So much has gone on, I hardly know where to begin.
First, I continue to sew, but my sewing has taken a different route. Most of my sewing time in the past has been spent sewing for others--mostly my two daughters. They are grown, married, and out of the nest. I've tried sewing for myself, but it's not the same. I can't seem to master fitting issues and don't stick with a sewing plan that allows me to perfect a core set of patterns that would make a functional wardrobe. So, as a result, I have ventured into a different realm: quilting.
Quilting began for me as a labor of love when my oldest daughter was pregnant with the first grandson. She wanted to decorate the nursery in a woodlands theme with the focus animal being owls. I hand appliqued and quilted an owl quilt to hang on the wall. Somewhere between the first and millioneth stitch, I became hooked. Since then, I've made half a dozen baby quilts and am still going strong.
Also, I am coming to terms with being a middle aged woman. Boy, this transition time is not what I expected. I guess I thought aging was a process that occurred slowly and methodically. Don't ask me where I got that crazy notion--it's anything but true (at least for me). I really feel like Rip Van Winkle who woke up from a nap only to find himself 20 years into the future. That's me! I woke up one day only to find myself 50+. It's not the wrinkles or shifting sand that distresses me; it's the "feeling old" that slaps me right across the face. I think, act, and move differently than I did 10 or 20 years ago. Life isn't so rushed and the formerly important things that took so much of my time and energy isn't so important any more. I enjoy my quiet time where I contemplate my world and my small little sphere of influence. I think more, pray more, and relish the small little pleasures that are important only to me.
I spend more time in the Bible, listening to God's messages to my heart. I am so blessed to have a peaceful soul. All the fuss and chaos going on around me doesn't impact me like it used to, because I really do know and believe God is in control and has the details covered. I worry and fret very little these days--replacing that negative use of the precious time I have with prayer to a Heavenly Father who not only listens but has the power to change situations and circumstances.
Enough contemplation. Time to get back to my quilt. I'll post pictures later.
Enjoy the day,