And so it goes

As of today, I am setting a monthly goal - it isn't really Kung Fu related, but I suppose in a way it is. My goal consists of a few parts and elements, and I hope to give to the community while perhaps initiating healing within myself.

 

For those of you that may have met my mom, will remember her as an avid quilter. Although, avid doesn't quite seem to cut it. She had quilting friends all over North America as well as Europe. You may or may not recall the quilt she made with our pandemonium handprints and auctioned off a few years ago. Now, I have been going through her things, which isn't easy, however necessary. I have come across many near finished quilts, many blocks waiting to be sewn into quilts, and a wall full of fabric. I have decided that I am going to finish the ones that need finishing, and donate them to either the Seniors center, or the Cross Cancer Institute. And maybe keep one or two for myself.

 

My goal, is to complete one per month and to post a picture of the completed project before it goes to a deserving person. I m by no means a quilter, but I can sew, and this project will be dear to me.

 

You loved me first

I am not sure if I can write what I want to write about yet. Or if I will ever be ready to share my loss. The loss has affected my whole family, not just me, and these last 4 months have left us all reeling in it's wake. On one hand, our lives were flipped upside down and inside out, but it brought my family closer together too. I never imagined how much one person could touch so many lives in a short lifetime, but it is possible. I have been humbled by the simple act of being kind, and the difference a genuine smile can make. When you make others a priority, and take their wellbeing seriously, you can make a difference. And it doesn't even have to be in person to do it. Kind words, words spoken with optimism, and words spoken from the heart, can travel the globe with the strike of a button. We don't know how much of a difference we might make, but if we concentrate on our acts of kindness and being sincere, I know we have the ability to change the world. My world is a better place, and I am a better person because of my mom. I am starting to understand the power of kindness, and the feelings of peace when it is given unconditionally. She is my angel, the wind that blows, the sun that shines, the rain that falls and nourishes, and the cold sleep of winter. She is the light that I see in my children. I miss you mom. (and your hugs too)