I consider September to be a "milestone month". It signals the end of the lazy days of summer; it brings about the start of a new school year. September reminds me to begin fall cleaning, to go through our closets and take stock of our winter clothing. It is also my birthday month, and therefore the month-in-which-i-evaluate-my-life. Who needs a mid life evaluation/crisis? I do this yearly.
And I will admit that it's not an easy life to deconstruct (who's life is?). Filipina-American, California raised Catholic, Army soldier turned nomadic spouse, ambitious nurse but even more passionate mom, Writer/Crafter...where and when does it all fit?
Sometimes I feel like a child myself, still navigating through life with my children. I have dreams that take me off my feet; my common sense guides my better judgement.
And then, God reminds me to see the forest for the trees.
I made this for a Sewing Mamas quilt swap. R wanted a quilt that represented her and her boys, and I wanted to give her my wish of both dreams and stability. I wanted to create a forest with 3 trees similar to one another. I challenged myself and decided not to use rulers or my rotary cutter.
I fussy cut all of the pieces, using only scraps and remnants, to include the binding. I eyeballed the overall size of the quilt and was pleased that the sides were straight before I bound it. (it is appx 16x20)
In my hopes to give R am improvisational quilt, I found a great deal of comfort in not knowing my next step. I would start to make the blocks and put them aside and added to each daily, and I was amazed in how much I appreciated each strip of imperfect, unmatched or crumpled piece of fabric.
Once the quilt top was done, I was amazed at how perfect it was. How it looked exactly how I wanted it to be; it exuded my best wishes.
And as I was packing this sweet quilt up, I realized. Reaching pinnacle is farce, and being a Master is overrated.
However, tangibly, there is perseverance, fortitude, flexibility and resilience.
Take that, 35 years.