Fanciful Quilts

10 August 2006 For a couple of months, I've been experiencing what most of us have gone through - whether we admit it or not - a really down & out feeling that's been tagged by the pharmasuetical companies as depression . Rather than latch on to that tag (which would probably result in screaming down the streets in search of the latest antidepressent), I would much prefer to think of it as a semi-pause in the process of living. Everything in life has an opposite - there's life and there's death - no, come to think of it, as a Christian - there isn't death other than death of the life we now know - but then I digress. Okay - another tact. There's good and there's bad...well, I think you get the idea. Going down road (which I admit, sometimes it's a really rough ride), you can either choose to live - or choose that semi-pause. And I chose to dwell for too long in the semi-pause. Everything - and I mean everything - was subject to a short fuse and a rea

7 August 2006 On our way to spend Saturday evening with husband's parents, we stopped by for a short visit with our daughter, son-in-law & baby granddaughter. By a short visit, that means anything less than 8 hours. Rheya is growing so quickly and it's a joy to see her when we can (which is not enough). We have a wonderful family - and to be able to be part of that family is more than joy itself. My son-in-law calls me "mom #2". You cannot imagine the thrill I feel each time I hear it. He probably is unaware of just how much those three words mean to me. I can see that he makes our daughter happy and that he's a good dad, a good provider ... and that's all I need to know. And our daughter - she's a stay-at-home Mom and loves it. I would have never guessed how fulfilled that makes her...and you can tell just from the way she talks. When I observe her with Rheya, I see all that is good in the world. And Rheya ... she is a gem. She has this w

1 August 2006 Yesterday morning I discovered an "extra" wrist bone. How long it's been there, I have no idea. After feeling numbness and tingly fingers, it was decided a visit to the doctor's office might be in order. The diagnosis: 'ganglion cyst'. In the scheme of things, it's a small problem - but bothersome. I have learned the following: 1. Rest means rest. That doesn't mean a couple miles of bicycle riding that evening. 2. Anti inflammatory pills are a wonder of nature - they work 3. Borrowing a pain pill from hubby's stock isn't necessarily a bad thing 4. Taking a day off from work to rest should mean just that - rest So on that note, since typing doesn't fall in the category of resting - I will close for today. ANGEL45402