"The Wonderland of Home"
Sometimes, while working on a piece, I scribble down thoughts. "Home, moon, window, making, light, heart, shine, through lines, woven, tending, care... where is home, there is home, home stories, homemaker, maker of home..." were the words that came while stitching this cloth. There was a lot of joy in the making of this one.
Home has been even more of a comforting space lately. K and I are settling into new routines now that it's just the two of us again. Memories of our first fifteen years without kids float around. There is so much less to do for just the two of us, except the chores. Although, there is a lot less to clean without two boys coming and going. We've been divvying up the jobs that first Blue, and now Moon have left behind. I was embarrassed to discover that I didn't know how to work the vacuum! In my defense, Blue and Moon have done the weekly vacuuming for the last decade or so, and I do sweep. Confessing my homemaker deficiency to K, and adding that I hate vacuuming (lugging the contraption from the basement stairs, the noise, the hassle of changing the attachments, etc.), I was thrilled when he said that he enjoyed it! Hallelujah! I have willingly taken over the litter box instead.
And today, a new boat beginning. I always come back to them. They're a comfort, too. A kind of centering and symbol of going. A reminder of who I am, or might be.
