Dear Quilting Friends,
Remember my sweet friend Robin who recently posted about her plan to remove the stumbling blocks of quilting perfectionism? She had worked her new productive quilting skills on the projects she made for her new grandbaby with several quilts and bibs, plus many baby quilts for others.
Sadly, the baby was born by emergency C section and died. I don't know the details, but you know this is a shock and a heartbreaking time. It is made even more heart wrenching as this young couple had already lost their first baby to miscarriage and all seemed well with this pregnancy.
I asked Robin as we are both big believers in prayer if she'd mind me sharing with you. She would appreciate any prayers you would lift up on behalf of her son, daughter in law, herself and the rest of the family.
Not that it compares at all with what Robin's family is going through, I wouldn't mind a few prayers or encouraging words for myself and another special friend. I've struggled a bit with depression over the years, not serious suicidal levels, but I can feel myself on the edge of that dark pit. There's always a bit of a void for me after any huge creative endeavor and finishing my newest Craftsy class definitely qualifies, but there are other factors this time.
My wonderful neighbor and friend is dying from cancer and I haven't been able to see her since before I went to Denver. I am desperately hoping she is feeling good enough that she (or her family) will let me visit soon. She's a strong woman who hates for people to see her when she is feeling weak.
She has supported me in my creative endeavors ever since I met her over 7 years ago when she moved across the street. Many a night I would run over for a visit after the kids were put in bed and she'd listen to me alternately whine, rage, rejoice, and plan over the various aspects of my life. I've sobbed on her shoulder with big ugly, runny nose tears when my husband had cancer and she single handedly kept us out of complete financial ruin when he was out of work during and after chemo.
She keeps telling me how proud she is of me and how much she's enjoyed seeing me "blossom" in my quilting business. I don't know how I'll get by without being able to run over to her house of a night so we can laugh and sometimes cry together.
Her faith is strong and her husband went before her so I know she's not afraid of what is coming. But it will be incredibly hard to say goodbye and cancer is such a horrible thing. Her family is with her nearly everyday. I just want to see her and say goodbye. (I wish there was no need to say goodbye.)
Friends, life is too short and bittersweet. Love your family and friends and quilt on......