So sorry it has been so long! So much has happened to me since January.
It has taken me a while to be ready to post or stitch again.
In February my Grandmother passed away, and I traveled home twice that month. I was blessed to be able to see her, and spend time with her ( and all of my family too) before she passed.
The last time I saw her, she requested I stitch something for her. So I rushed right home to stitch it. Never in my life have I resented how slow cross stitch can be as I did then! Sadly she never did get a chance to see it finished. I did finish it by the time of the funeral and it was a part of the service to honor her life and the faith in God that she shared with everyone. I have to say that “giving” it to her in that way helped me find closure; since I felt so bad that her last request of me could not be finished fast enough for her to enjoy it. And perhaps as others have suggested to me, she asked it of me not just for herself, but because she knew it is something I love to do- which perhaps was a gift to me instead. Because of her interest in what I do- I now have a beautiful memorial of her in my home- and even now I cannot walk past it without thankfulness for having known her. Love was what she gave to everyone, and it was she who first met and welcomed the man who became my husband. And it is that love I strove to give back in some small way when she asked me to stitch something special.
The poem I wrote a few years back, and was always meant to be paired with Butterflies. The emotions I felt when I left home and loved ones behind to move to a new state with my husband made me to write these words. It seemed right, that I address them to her being so far from her for those weeks when she was ill- but they seem even more appropriate now that she has gone to Glory before the rest of us. I love you Grammy. Thank you for your love. I will miss you so much.
Breath of Butterfly wings
Gentle as the wind that sings…..
Soft like a kiss Sent to Thee-
Softly blown to you from me.
.I framed this piece and it is now hanging up along with her photo and Psalm 121- her favorite Psalm.
A song of ascents.
1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
I plan to post more photos of the many things I have been up to- and all the projects on the horizon! My Grandmother would never have wanted to see me stop- and so I won’t wait any longer to share all I am doing again with all of you!
Happy Stitching everyone!