Angels
Sometimes angels don't come with wings they come with mommy jeans. I have the flu and I have all these voices in my head telling me what to eat and to just relax and embroider. I haven't been giving myself permission to do what I love because there are other voices in my head telling me embroidery is not a job. And you know what embroidery is not a job it is a calling. Hand embroidery is doing something the old fashioned way. Making thousands of little stitches and turning them hopefully into something beautiful. In the crazy world we live in there is not enough beauty in the world. I especially miss my mommy angels today but I've been thinking a lot about mommies and their roles in our lives. I'm having a hard time taking the full time mommy off my moniker myself. If you had a good mommy then you miss her even 30 years after she is gone. If you have a bad mommy you can't wait till her hold on your life is over. Everyone se...