Today's slow stitching into the gifts of Tina's soft blue moon and galaxy-ish dyed cloth below. Much needed rain has been falling off and on for a few days. I love the coziness of it.
Four posts in four days... I won't say anything more about that, don't want to jinx it.
There will be a break next week, when I fly east to spend time with my sister. It's been three years since we've spent time together.
The last time was the lovely Maine trip in the fall of 2018. That was just before Dad died. We did see each other twice in the midst of family during 2019, as we gathered to clean out his house, and then again to put his ashes into the sea. I was very shut down during those times, mostly keeping to myself, just trying to get through. It was a dark year, for other reasons too. All to say, I'm really looking forward to time alone with her again.
I've been so looking forward to it that I've texted an occasional countdown of days to her. The other day I sent a very excited message saying, "One week from right now, we'll be on the road!" Her response informed me that it was Tuesday, NOT Wednesday, as I had thought, and that I had given her a flash of stress and panic, thinking that she had scheduled time off of work, lodging, etc. for the wrong day. There were a few other words, too, but I won't repeat them. Oops.
Each morning I wake up and try to get a grasp on what day it is, chanting it to myself a few times, hoping that the information will stick. Win some, lose some.
