This past week I lost my mother.
She passed peacefully in her sleep at the age of 89.
It is a blessing.
This whole CoVid thing had profoundly changed her life.
She was a very social person, who loved people, travel and dancing.
She was literally locked down in her independent living apartment
frightened, lonely and depressed.
I was supposed to go visit her right when all the closures occurred.
I will miss my mom...
especially her love of laughter.
I got the news while camping just outside Silverton, CO.,
where we had taken an OHV road
to this stunning lake at 12,000 ft.
The wildflowers were amazing!!
Whenever I am feeling blue,
I reach over and give one of those two beautiful children a big hug!
We are back at the cabin now and I have lots of work to do as executor of her estate,
but I calm my mind with my stitching.
My progress on my River Rock Pouch,
designed by Ariane Zurcher.
Making it my own!
For me, a pattern is just a suggestion.
Mothers hold their children's hands for a while,
but their hearts forever.