I like to think of myself as a kind person who can be flexible and roll with whatever life brings. Much is in my control, but I feel more is not. The past few months have been a challenge.
Since I last posted, my amazing daughter has moved to college (bringing her graduation quilt with her) and is thriving in her new environment. She made dean's list for her first semester, is making new friends, and re-discovering that an old friendship can be new again. The word "proud" is not enough to describe the joy I feel watching her growing into this remarkable young lady.
My son began high school and started a new sport, track. After a spring and summer of breathing therapy, he was finally released to run track, and now I have a distance runner! Rob excels at the 1000m and 1600m, even running in his first invitational meet this season. With each meet, he has set a personal record (PR is the official term) and he has scored points for his team. His school team was runner up in sectionals recently, only missing first place by a half a point! He has made high honor roll in his first two quarters of high school, and is loving all of his classes, including three honors courses. He continues to amaze me every day.
In September, I learned my spouse was dismissed from his second job. He did not tell me. To date, he didn't replace that needed income. Enough said.
Jewels is home for the long President's Day weekend now, and boy, do I need her close. I learned on Thursday that once again I trusted the wrong person. Jewels was on the phone with me when I got the news and talked to me until I calmed down to think rationally again. Our lives have been forever changed, and the next several months will be the ultimate struggle. I am once again the sole provider for our family, and the truth is I cannot manage our current lifestyle alone, as meager as it already is. We'll need to move, and change everything about what we do. I've been in this home for 29 years, married nearly 30, and this will displace us in an unimaginable way. I am taking it minute by minute, and that is not an exaggeration. I feel very alone, but know I am not. My children and a few close friends will stand by us until everything is righted and secure.
Prior to this, I was happily stitching away, and recently completed Flurry by Teresa Kogut. This is a pattern available to her Patreon members (I am not sure if it'll be released to the general public). It is stitched in a palette of my own "from stash" colors on 14 count Sandcastle Jobelan fabric leftover from another project.
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