January 7, 2021

When Words Fail.

When Words Fail.
When Words Fail.

In the aftermath of yesterday – the sun rises on a new day.

I’ve been lost in thoughts and tears, worry, fear, anger, betrayal, horror, unbelievable emotional pain and disbelief at the unfolding of yesterday’s events in Washington DC.
I will say right now that there are folks who will storm off in protest saying “I’m not reading you anymore. This is supposed to be a quilting blog!”
Well, it’s that and more. Because this is my life.
Quilting is the thread that can tie us together.
Quilting is the medium in which I throw myself when my world is in turmoil.
I quilt. In the best of times, and the worst of times.