I am a woman searching for my inner goddess and using fabrics, words and photography as my road map. I find great comfort and order in my creative efforts and hope that in sharing them you find a peace also. Welcome and Be Blessed!

Saturday, September 08, 2007

Mothers and Daughters and Stories to Tell

Yesterday just about dinner time I got a call from the daughter. From the moment I answered the phone I was mesmerized by the sound of her voice. She was so excited. Had things she just had to tell someone before she busted. I was the lucky recipient of all this unbridled passion and gusto. I just sat and listened. It was good to hear her voice and hear her exuberance.

Today I was feeling that very same way and went to pick up the phone to call my Mom. Oh Damn. There are no more phone calls to her. It had been 3 weeks. How could I forget that she will not be answering her phone. She will not be listening to my long winded stories and excitement about my latest quilting project. Today Mom, I really miss you.

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I believe that things can always be cured with a hug and a cup of tea, fixed with either a needle and thread, duct tape, WD40 or coke, and that prayer works every time. I take in strays whether in animal or childlike form. I have been mother to many for a time and this is my way of keeping up with some of those straying children that I miss. I appreciate shock value and use it often to remind people that the world is round and colorful and we are not all living in square brown cardboard boxes with little holes cut in for windows. Look for the warm fuzzies- God delivers them up fresh every day just to say- I think you are pretty darned special- so special that I have your picture up on my fridge for life and I am sending you a hug to remind you that you matter to me.

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