Unveiling

Just as the branches delicately veiled the sky,
my sadness is masked by a smile.
Keeping it tucked away, all that is there,

for that pain is mine alone to bear.


Perhaps tomorrow I will pull the branches aside
letting my soul and the sun collide.

Open air, no worlds between us.
It's warmth wrapping sweet, strong arms
around
my weak and
shivering, dark thoughts.

Slowly they will melt,
and fill the void
with
a sense of
unending
peace.

New Curtains

I made these curtains last week, when I was sick....or should I say sicker than I currently am.
Not all the way better yet..but feeling pretty normal, if there is such a thing.
I really couldn't do much last week, having such a horrible cough. So once again, I MADE myself stay still for a while...or almost still. I pulled out this fabric, which I adore, (it was my mom's) and made some curtains for my kitchen. The base color of the fabric is a pale, pale yellow. I never really liked yellow too much, but now it reminds me of my mom..she loved yellow..I find myself drawn to the softest shades of it lately. In fact I think I will be painting my kitchen that color. I have gone back and forth between what color to do it, but the curtains sort of decided for me.
I plan on making more curtains with mom's material. She hand picked it, and that makes it special for me. I know she had plans for a lot of it. There are bags with pieces carefully cut and folded, I assume they were going to be for quilts, though I will never know for sure.
There is a whole room of my mom's fabric and sewing supplies. She sewed absolutely beautifully. I will never be able to sew like her. I am blessed to have a gorgeous quilt on my bed, handmade by her...along with pillows, table runners and a few other items. I cherish them now more than ever.