Dreams are sometimes nightmares.

Good morning everyone. I am back heheh. Bet you all were saying, "Now why don't she write?" hehe.

Well truth is, I have been so busy packing up my friend's dear mother's belongings for the last month and a half since she passed away. She was my dearest and truly my best and only real friend here and this hasn't been an easy task. She was a collector of beautiful glass, carnival, Vaseline, crystal, rose and so much more. Lots of jewelry and other collectables. That is just the beginning of what I have been wrapping. She used her dressers drawers to store many of her collections in instead of using them for clothing so just when I thought I was done, it was still finding more carnival glass and crystal.

 All of this though was not only to help my friends daughter, but also, we are suppose to be moving into the house and lease it from her. We have till the end of May to make the move and it just isn't coming together as much as I would have hoped it would. Lately I am getting the feeling that she has changed her mind and I am just devastated by it all. A month and a half of packing and cleaning and getting rid of things for her and I am getting such strange vibes that she doesn't want us to move in now. Maybe its all in my mind and I am a very sensitive person so I take insinuations and comments to heart and they feel very insecure about the whole situation. I could be reading something into nothing and that I just want this all to happen so bad that I am scared it isn't going to happen. I can't really seem to talk to her about it as she says, don't worry, everything is fine, etc but still I get asked have you seen all the carnival glass that was in a trunk in the basement. I haven't even ventured into the basement as that was something we were going to work on gradually since it is packed to the max too.

I really love her like she were one of my own daughters or at the least a very dear friend but I am just getting the strangest feelings like she doesn't trust me or feels unsure about me? If that were the case I can't fathom that she would have me packing all of her mother's belongings.

I guess I just needed to vent. I am just so tired and feeling so desperate that my dream to live there isn't going to happen. This dream is becoming a nightmare.

Thanks for listening.

Beginning of a Beautiful Memory

I have been practicing on small blocks to prepare myself for the big Grand Finale . I am going to be doing a 108" X 108" quilt for my daughter. I am so honored to be allowed to use a traditional family pattern from a wonderful lady in Hawaii. She is the president of the Hawaiian Quilting Guild and this is a picture of the one that was completed by one other person.
Mine will be done in a dark yellow batik with green highlights with a light yellow batik backgrourd

The  women closest to the quilt is the creator of the quilt and the woman in the black and white dress is the designer, Carol Kamaile.  Both are beautiful creators of this quit. I am so excited as I spoke with her on the phone from Hawaii yesterday and she was gracious enough to give me a multitude of instructions that I said, would be the beginning of many long distance calls. Thank God for technology these days.
I can't wait to get started.
Thank you so much Carol for all your hard work in re-tracing your family pattern. I only hope I can do it justice so that it will represent the beauty of all your hard work.
It is for my middle daughter that lost her father when she was only 4 and he was killed in Hawaii helping a friend with his home. I feel like her connection with him may be fulfilled with this quilt.  She asked me to make her one. It will get done but may take about a year or a little more. Everything good is worth the wait.

This is for Susan and her daddy.

Quilting with Love

I have been so busy working on my first and hugest quilt and also working on making some Hawaiian practice blocks to begin making a Hawaiian quilt for my Daughter. I am almost done with this one then on to the next ones. This is the Anthurium

This is the Trumpet

So you can see I have been busy and not slacking a bit.