Tuesday, September 23, 2008
This wrap started as a scarf. I saw a beautiful scarf on Anthropologie.com and I tried to make one for myself but it didn't come out right. So I had a long piece of ruffled fabric than i didn't want trow away and in the end this is what I came up with. Sometimes beautiful thing come from mistake.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Today I was trying to organize my fabric stack and I found this old sheet that my grandma gave me before I left Italy. Some part of the sheet was damage but the border still in a good condition.
So I left my cleaning project were it started and I made two pillows to put on the bed.
I'm very happy with the results but my craft room is still a disaster, I'll try to clean tomorrow.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
I got addicted too!
This atc holder from 7 gypsie is wonderful. It took me longer than expected but it was fun and it looks great.
This is for my husband office so I tried to make it with stuff than he likes. I look for some images on internet of his favorite stuff print them and add to the atc holder. and surprise, he likes it!
Monday, September 8, 2008
A friend of mine sent me this beautiful story and I want to share(thank you Laura)
How to Dance in the Rain
It was a busy morning,about 8:30, when an
elderly gentleman in his
80's arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was
in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat,
knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see
I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was
not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam,
it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed
supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had a doctor's
appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.
The gentleman told me no that he needed to go
to the nursing home
to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as
to her health.
He told me that she had been there for a while
and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.
As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if
he was a bit late.
He replied that she no longer knew who he was,
that she had not recognized him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him, And you
still go every morning,
even though she doesn't know who you are?'
He smiled as he patted my hand and said,
'She doesn't know me, but I still know
who she is.'
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had
goose bumps on my arm, and thought,
'That is the kind of love I want in my life.'
True love is neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has
been, will be, and will not be.
With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails,
sometimes there is one that comes along that has an important
message. This one I thought I could share with you.
The happiest people don't necessarily have
the best of everything;
they just make the best of everything they have.
I hope you share this with someone you care about.
I just did.
'Life isn't about how to survive the
storm, but how to dance in the rain.'