One Little Word Vision Boards

Back in January,  I wrote about joining Ali Edwards’ One Little Word class.

I chose Joy for my word of the year.

February’s assignment was to create a vision board.  Yes folks, I completed February’s assignment in April, and am just now posting about it.

Better late than never!

This does not mean that I haven’t been learning about my chosen word, or applying what I have been learning to my life.

I’m just slow getting assignments done.  That’s all.

The assignment was to create one board, but I was having so much fun, I created two!  It has been a long, long time since I played with paper and glue.  I had forgotten how enjoyable it is.

I found the time that I spent cutting pictures and words from magazines, then gluing into a collage, creative and relaxing.

There is the emotional and spiritual aspects of such an assignment, and I take those seriously, but for the moment:

It is good just to be a kid again!

Merry Christmas!

No Regrets

“Sometimes there are no perfect words…only thoughtful silences that whisper softly of caring. – Anonymous”

 

“The idea is to die young as late as possible.  ~Ashley Montagu”

 

Last Saturday, Hubby and I took a two hour drive and visited Aunt Florence.  She lay in her bed, in much pain and dying.  We packed up much of her things, but saved her favorites for her.  In her lucid moments, we wanted her to see photos of her loved ones, her angel knick-knacks and stuffed animals.  We wanted her to feel her wedding ring on her finger and think of happier times.

To keep it simple, Hubby and I are Florence’s only family, and we’ve cared for her for several years.  We brought her from New York to live with us in Washington state.  When we could no longer care for her without help, we found a home for her in the closest city we could.  The last few years haven’t been easy for Florence, or for us, but we did the best we could.

Sometime between Saturday night, and Monday morning, someone had the meanness to steal the jewelry (the wedding ring, another ring, and a watch…Florence always felt naked without her watch) right off the fingers of a dying 89 year old woman.  Hubby and I took a risk, and we lost. 

At least it looks like we lost.  Hubby wanted to give our granddaughter the wedding ring (she is named after Florence).  But our granddaughter will never know about this, so she won’t be hurt.  And Hubby and I have no regrets about our decision.

The jewelry is gone, but we know that we did our best to make Florence’s last moments as easy for her as we could. 

That’s more than I can say for the thief.  In spite of this, we still believe in compassion over selfishness; in love over greed.  If we had to do it over again, we’d do it the same. 

No regrets.

The Widow’s Mite – Finished

The Widow’s Mite is finished and given to the church.  She will be displayed in the space that she is made for (there is a reason she is the size that she is).

 

 

 

I forgot to take a photo of the back before putting on the hanging sleeve and label, but you can see how much quilting there is.

 

 

I have both enjoyed and learned from the process and the journey.  I hope you have to.

 

Part 1 can be found here.

Part 2 can be found here.

Part 3 can be found here.

Part 4 can be found here.

Part 5 can be found here.

Part 6 can be found here.

Part 7 can be found here.

Part 8 can be found here.

The Widow’s Mite – Part 8

It has been a busy summer, but I have made time to work on The Widow’s Mite.  My original thought was to keep quilting minimal.

So much for my original thought.

I know the angle isn’t great for these photos.  I’ll post better photos when she is finished.  Almost there.

Part 1 can be found here.

Part 2 can be found here.

Part 3 can be found here.

Part 4 can be found here.

Part 5 can be found here.

Part 6 can be found here.

Part 7 can be found here.