A year ago today, my sweet mama died. I don't believe in life after death, so I am not comforted by the thought of seeing her again some day. Instead, I take comfort in the things she taught me and shared with me. I spent yesterday mostly alone, at the sewing machine, remembering how she taught me this skill so patiently ... every seam had to be pinned and basted before stitching. I miss her, but I am at peace.
Monday, September 10, 2007
September 10
A year ago today, my sweet mama died. I don't believe in life after death, so I am not comforted by the thought of seeing her again some day. Instead, I take comfort in the things she taught me and shared with me. I spent yesterday mostly alone, at the sewing machine, remembering how she taught me this skill so patiently ... every seam had to be pinned and basted before stitching. I miss her, but I am at peace.
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