I always feel we should feel blessed for all that we have. . . that no matter how difficult things are there are so many who have it worse. And then this morning I came across this quote from Winston Churchill . . .
"If you are going through hell, keep going."
That has given me strength and humor this morning. Sometimes I don't have to feel blessed that Stan survived his heart surgery and recovery last fall, that Bob survived his carotid surgery in December, that Mom had lived a good long life to 93 before she passed in January, that Bob survived his shoulder surgery and is recovery so well. Sometimes I just want to sit at the edge of the road and exhale. The quote just seemed to fit - it felt like hell at the time - so I just have to keep going.
This weekend I also realized, with a smile, that it had felt like one of those old cartoons where the character was run over, flattened by a car like a pancake, and then able to get up all flattened out, go back into shape and take off again.
And a picture from the past of my creations just so there is a picture here. My sister-in-law made this quilt from Kaffe Fassett prints with a traditional quilt pattern. I did the quilting. Sometimes I amaze myself that I used to be able to quilt like this. I want to again.