Getting back on my feet

I'm back, but I did not expect to feel this tired after the deathbed vigil and funeral. It's a perfect storm of grief, allergies, a headcold and the list of things that need to be done related to Mom's estate, as well as the list of things that haven't gotten done around the house for the past year.

Naps are good. Naps are allowed. Naps are necessary these days. I think that mourning requires an approach similar to the Red, Yellow, Green  framework that this young mom uses to cope with depression.

For me:

Red days: Exercise, prayer, rest, feed the family are the only essentials.Anything else earns me feel-good bonus points.
Yellow days: All of the above, plus the top three things that need to be done.
Green days: full throttle, no naps, get out for errands.

On any of these days, stitch as much as possible, because that's the only way to mend this hole in my life, and recover from those final heart-wrenching days before Mom passed. Loop through loop or stitch through cloth, by hand, by machine, it doesn't matter.  It's ok to start a new project and not feel guilty. It's ok not to be a slave to my UFO tracker.

So what am I working on? Finishing the hand stitching on COTDN, and starting Dawn's Early Light.
String piecing is good mindless fun, isn't it?

Tried to make myself a little planner for making this into a wallhanging sized project.


Louise said…
It sounds like you are doing a good job of taking care of yourself. Stitching does help a bit, doesn't it? The fabric doesn't mind if a few tears fall...

You're in my thoughts.