Sunday, May 23, 2010


Greetings Sweet Friends,
We finally got my Daddy home to his own house where we know he will heal & get better so much quicker. Amazingly, his life threatening injuries are no longer the biggest, it's all about time & patience. He's so cute because when asked how he's feeling or how much pain he's in, his answer is..."I just feel a general state of miserableness." Ya Think....He's a lucky, lucky man to be alive & we in return are a lucky family to have this 2nd chance & the knowledge that, 'This too shall pass.'
While waiting for my Father to recover in his hospital in Escondido, I was blessed to be able to work with Cindy from sweet bead studio on a flyer & blog button for her upcoming 'Inaugural Event' in Washington DC this fall...ARTBLISS! This event is a weekend full of workshops, shopping, food & fun from September 24th ~ 26th. {oh, how I wish I lived closer & could attend!}

I love all of the vintage, patriotic elements we used in these two pieces & think this adorable little boy waving his flag is just the cutest! {wouldn't he be fun to have on your sidebar with all of our National Holidays coming up?} Thank you Cindy, so very much, for having the confidence to use me during such a stressful time & for giving me a reason to create & a moment in everyday to take my mind to a different place & time & to remember to smile!
And, Thanks Again Friends for all of your Loving & Supportive Comments.
You will never know how very much they have meant to me & my family!!!


Sunday, May 16, 2010


Oh, Dear Friends...
How can I tell you all how grateful & overwhelmed I am by your amazing & gracious thoughts, prayers & sweet comments? You will never know how very much they have meant to me. One night, after a particularly bad day at the hospital, my sister & I laid on my hotel bed & read them all. It brought tears to our eyes to know that so many lovely hearts were sending us & our Daddy, their strength & love to get through this tough time.
Thank You!

My poor Dad is having such a hard time recovering from this. His injuries are so severe, that there is hardly a place on his body that isn't in pain. I really do like his doctor & believe in what he has been saying...that even with a man in as good of shape as my Father is, an accident like this shows your age. We just have to give his body the time it needs to heal & be patient. {unfortunately, my family has a genetic flaw when it comes to this trait}

With my sisters keeping watching over Dad, I was able to come home for a couple of nights & I'm sooooo happppy to be HOME! I don't know if any of you are like me, but I always have an on going list in my head of things I need to get done in order for my house to be JUST RIGHT. It's too small, so I want to add a 3rd bedroom & 2nd bathroom. I want a nice big deck built off of this room, so double french doors can open out onto it & we can sit outside & drink wine in the evening admiring our beautiful view. I'd also like to have a charming gazebo & a lovely little garden there to add ambiance to this imaginary space & the list, I'm sad to say, goes on.

Leaving the hospital, I was giddy with the idea of going home. After having had such an emotional & stressful few days, my mind was transfixed on getting up the mountain & feeling the cool mountain air. Following the road that leads to my house, the list in my mind disappeared & when I finally got HOME, it looked simply 'PERFECT'!

These pictures are of a small vignette I've been working on in a corner of my bedroom to use as a work space or computer desk or whatever it turns out to be. Before the accident, I had just finished recovering the garden chair. The desk is an old sewing machine table, I found the mirror at the Senior Thrift Store across the street from my shop & the hand craved, wooden angel came from the little antique store next door.
My house is filled with wooden angels. They are my guardians, my spirit guides, my signs of faith & they are the one's that kept my Daddy alive on that wet & foggy morning. I can't wait to come home & find the perfect place to hang up this one in honor of my Dad's gift!


Friday, May 7, 2010

A Daughter's Refection

Mother's Day is always a little bittersweet for me. The Bitter...I am a motherless daughter & have been since I was 16. I got married without a glowing mother standing by my side. I had my only daughter without a mother's guidance, love & support. Alone, her father & I tried to figure out what 'to do' with a newborn. And when I got to experience the joy of watching my own grandson being born, I longed for a mother's touch to share in that joy. In each decade of my life there has been a new thing to miss about not having a mother. I am also not alone.

The Sweet...The joy of my life has been in being a mother. The beautiful gift of having my own child, of understanding the true & pure feeling of unconditional love, of being able to mother her in the way I wished I had been mothered & to have come full circle through that joy to the unimaginable love I feel towards my grandchild has healed my soul.

In Celebration...I still celebrate with an open heart the beauty & tribute of Mother's Day. I celebrate all the women in my life, family & friends, who have taken my hand & helped guide me to become the mother I am. I celebrate my sisters as we have mothered each other through our life's journey & who without their love & kindred souls I would have felt alone. I celebrate the memory of a mother lost & the knowledge of a mother found in simple nuances that are me. I celebrate the mother that my daughter is with her sweet & gentle touch & tender, encouraging words to my beautiful grandson.

And, I celebrate a father who has been both parents to me, my confident, my protector, my advocate & my friend. Life is truly sweet my friends, for in every twist & turn of it, I have been so blessed! Whether I've gone to the deepest of valleys or been tossed, wind blown from the highest of hills, in all places, I have found love & felt loved. Thank you God, thank you universe, thank you my if saying a prayer, I whisper thank you.

So on this Mother's Day, my wish for you friends in what ever form it takes, is...LOVE!
"My mom is a never ending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words, but I always remember the tune." ~ Graycie Harmon