learning to fly

I'm so glad Tom Petty is back on the air.  On the way home from the cemetery last Wednesday, my mind and body numb, on the radio came "Learning to Fly".  What a wonderful image it created of Papa learning to fly with those gone before him.

Here on earth, I am struggling to "learn to fly" solo.  Papa was my daytime phone companion.  Both of us in a "retired" state, I could vent about my stay-at-home struggles, and he would reassure me that I was making the right decision.

This week will be a "normal" week.  Jahred back in school after a break, no where in particular we need to be, and today happened to be a "rainy day AND a Monday", we all know those "always get you down".  This week I will have to "fake it til I make it".  I re-invested in a sewing project that was started 3 weeks ago, before life once again proved to be unpredictable.

It felt good to stitch, rhythmically, methodically, assembly line style.  Routine will bring me back to the living, pass time, and allow me to fly once again.

Stay tuned to my Etsy shop to see the NEW Louise Totes.  I hope to have them listed by the end of this week.

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Papas bunch.  We sure miss him.  He was the proudest grandfather!