I’m constantly asking myself this. The world is in a holding pattern. At times I do lament how things were. But then I’m quickly reminded of all that is still intact AND sacred in my life. And I’m then reminded that change is fine. It’s good even. It’s ok. The kids haven’t been in school… Continue reading What next?
That’s all I do. The end. Ok, that’s not the end. My mask creations have all been donated to medical workers, nursing homes, my island neighbors. My favorite part about making these is using up scraps of fabric I’ve had for ages. And I get to release the tension of the day of not feeling… Continue reading Mothering and Mask Making