the fire is on and ezra is curled in a tight little circle, snoring loudly. tom has gone to bed although it's early on a saturday night. i finished a quilt for my sister-in-law today. ehe's having serious major surgery on monday and i want her to have a little something from us while she's recovering. i quilted it with her children's names and healing words. and i hope when she wraps it around her she gets a little strength from it.
i wish i could talk to my grandfather right now. he lived for so long, that it's strange not to have him around to ask questions. i keep wanting to ask him what 1913 was like for our family. was there trouble in the fields? were there any family tragedies? or was it a happy year full of birth and joy. this year we have been confronted with alot of heart ache. and i'm ready to let go of the consistent strain of bad news. we are eager to move forward.
so tonight, i'll sit by the fire and read a little. an alice munro short story. until i fall asleep. and i'll move happily into tomorrow, quilting quilts and starting the week with positive and bright energy.