Sunday Morning

It's a beautiful day, and we need to fill it with something beautiful. We should be at church, but we're not because we're lazy and we're trying to spend as much time together as a family before we're split up in August. But I think we'll head to the craft store so I can get supplies to get started on a beautiful knitted afghan for sweet Mae. I have a gorgeous quilt in progress for Zee, but I'm having a hard time pulling out the sewing machine. It's too tempting, and I really don't have the spare time to work on crafts until school is over. Which is why knitting is the perfect craft...it's so portable! I have a quilt idea in mind for Mae too, but quilts take a long time. Well, they don't have to, but I like them to. I like to mull over it for a good long time before I even make the first fabric purchase. It's like growing a baby...the idea starts as a small seed then grows and grows. It takes time to come into itself. And that's all before buying even square of fabric. Only when the idea is born is it ready to dive into the actual making of the quilt. And it's a whirlwind of fabric choices, patterns, just getting to know the actual being of the quilt. And the actual construction is much like the toddler years...fast and frustrating. But when it's done, it's lovely. Perhaps that's why Zee's quilt is still in progress...because she is still in progress. It seems to be growing with her.

As for Mae's afghan...I'm excited to get started on it. It's a beautiful lacy pattern with a medium-weight yarn (hopefully I'll find some nice bamboo yarn so it will be so soft and silky...perfect for a soft and silky baby). I've never done lace-work, but I think I can handle it. I pray I can, anyway!

Anyway, I'm off to spend these precious few minutes with my family.

Thankful for Sunday mornings full of sun and warmth. They fill me with ideas and love and hope and pure joy.

More blessings....

1. Graduation. It's going to happen in just 7.5 short weeks! But it's so much more than just graduation...it's the support of those who love me and who have encouraged me, who have nourished my dreams from start to finish. I couldn't do this without every single one of them.

2. A little more time with J before he leaves. It might not be a lot, but I'm thankful for the little bits here and there. We will make the most of it. It's just now hitting me that he's leaving and that deployment is a very real possibility.

3. A beautiful home. To raise my girls in. To grow in, as a woman, a wife, a mother. To wrap its arms around my family and hold us together.

4. Moose. Who reminds me to let go and not worry about the mess, the fur, the accidents, but just to love freely, all-forgiving, over and over.

5. A milk-drunk baby with little cream droplets sliding down her chubby cheeks while she falls asleep at my breast. Because really, what on this earth is more perfect?