In our family there is a special place for hand made gifts. A loaf of bread, a visit, or a wonderful afghan. This is our oldest daughters gift to her mom for Miriam's birthday. Thank you again Arline. You are loved.
That is a wonderful tag. There is nothing like a gift that is made by hand from someone that you love. I am in the process of making my mother and my mother-in-law a heirloom quilt. I have sewed 36 quilting squares for both quilts and I'm trying to get some pictures together to finish these gifts. Thank you for sharing this with us.
I decided on the tag for two reasons. One selfish, one not. :)
The selfish reason is that I don't WANT Momma to forget. I don't want her to slide away a memory at a time. But alas... I am not in charge of life. So, I put the label on there hoping that it will help for a time.
And the not selfish one... as I was finishing the last of the stitches on this quilt, I thought of the text about being knit together in my mother's womb. This was SO personal to me. Yes, He knit ME together in my Momma, but He also knit HER together in her Momma, my grandma. We're both His kids, the work of His hand. He has a plan for our lives... I can be still, quiet... and know that it's okay.
This blog began as a spot to vent about my life with Miriam and her time with Alzheimer's disease.
She was diagnosed in '99 and her decline has been quite slow. In fact some of our best years of our long marriage have been these recent years.
Alzherimer's, at least her version is a disease of waiting. One shoe drops and it can be a very long time before the other one drops.
So life goes on.
At the beginning of this blog I told the story of our courtship and marriage, about out family and our personal journey with this disease. The part that scares the most is the anticipation as the disease slowly progresses.
So, I will touch on that subject from time to time, but the entries will tend toward comments on life. I'll leave politics and religion for others to worry about, not that I don't have strong opinions!
I have my hands full just looking after my wonderful Miriam.
We met when we were 6, began dating at 15 and have been together since. We will have our 56th anniversary this June.
We have four wonderful daughters. Smart, independent, awesome. They have given us 7 grandsons and 4 granddaughters. None of them are little any more. The oldest is 28 and married, the youngest is 14.
Until this last fall we lived in a hosue I designed and built in the '70's and it is pretty weird and wild, but very comfortable. Last summer the girls came to the conclusion that I really did need help dealing with Miriam. Now we live on a couple acres with daughter 1.
Life has been good. There is not much I would do different even if I could. We are rich beyond belief but chronically short of cash!
And, unless stated otherwise all the photographs are mine.
2 comments:
That is a wonderful tag. There is nothing like a gift that is made by hand from someone that you love. I am in the process of making my mother and my mother-in-law a heirloom quilt. I have sewed 36 quilting squares for both quilts and I'm trying to get some pictures together to finish these gifts. Thank you for sharing this with us.
Arline here...
I decided on the tag for two reasons. One selfish, one not. :)
The selfish reason is that I don't WANT Momma to forget. I don't want her to slide away a memory at a time. But alas... I am not in charge of life. So, I put the label on there hoping that it will help for a time.
And the not selfish one... as I was finishing the last of the stitches on this quilt, I thought of the text about being knit together in my mother's womb. This was SO personal to me. Yes, He knit ME together in my Momma, but He also knit HER together in her Momma, my grandma. We're both His kids, the work of His hand. He has a plan for our lives... I can be still, quiet... and know that it's okay.
Onward.
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