Thursday, June 9, 2011

Sitting

I sit. I make a stitch. The rhythm is easy to find, the pace mirrors the beating of my heart and seems almost like a prayer.

3 double crochets, chain 2, double crochet, chain 2...

Will this one be the right house? Dear Lord, please guide us in making the right decisions...

Double crochet, chain 2, double crochet, chain 2...

Can we afford this? Is this really the best decision for our family?

Double crochet, chain 2, double crochet, chain 2...

When I'm worried, I feel colder.

Double crochet, chain 2, double crochet, chain 2...

Please help me understand what we should do...

3 double crochets, chain 2, 3 double crochets, chain 2...

I am thankful for big balls of yarn that won't run out anytime soon. I am thankful for little babies all safe and warm inside their mothers who'll need a blanket when they greet this big, wide world. I am thankful for cozy quilts stitched with love to keep me warm as I wait and watch and worry. I am thankful for having something to occupy my hands while my head and heart run a mile a minute.

Double crochet, chain 2, double crochet, chain 2...

Stitch by stitch, I'll make it through this. Stitch by stitch, I'll find my calm. I'll find my peace. I'll find my happy place.


 

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