This is the reweaving of an old rug. It is time consuming, and I can't say I will get all the old rugs I have, torn apart and rewoven right away, but I do think they are worth saving.Today was my birthday. Yup, I made it. Sixty two. Wow. And woke up with a cold, and didn't really feel good all day.
But my kids all came for dinner, with their families, and brought us a wonderful dinner. My husband cooked, too, and made me a cake. Even though I was progressively losing my voice, and feeling worse with each passing hour, I really enjoyed having them all here. There is no better way to spend your birthday, than with the people you love the most.
This is where I make the transition from 30 years of working as an RN, to being a full time weaver. Is that retirement? Is that how it is supposed to go? I guess each of us has to do it our own way. There is no blueprint for growing older. I know that I am not the kind of person to sit
around after retirement, with nothing to do. It has never even been an option. I can't imagine what I would do with myself without my weaving studio.
When I wake up in the morning, I can't wait to get going, and get there. I try not to bolt out the door, without eating something, and having some tea. When I'm there the day flies by, and before I know it, it's time to go home again. I am always wishing the day would just last a little longer. Sometimes, I look up at the clock, and think, "oh, no, it's time to go home"........I'm in the groove with whatever I am weaving, and don't want to stop. That is special, loving what you do every day. I am truly blessed.
I am also blessed with a sweet man that is not just my husband, but my best friend. And a mother who thinks I am the second coming. And three lovely daughters, who I am crazy proud of. And then there are the grandchildren, ........I am one lucky birthday girl.
