Still drawing/doodling, I call it a relaxation technique......just now I'm using my ipad, and my Apple pencil, which I highly
recommend. Such fun.
Even though I am not at my best of late, I seem to have found a way to be productive anyway,
and honestly, it helps me to get through this "big wait", without feeling like I'm wishing my
This one was woven by Lois, using a totally spontaneous kind of weaving, which she usually resists, but she's rocking it.
My oldest daughter, who hates me calling her the oldest.....but what should I call her???
my FIRST? the first baby to arrive in my life???
Anyway, she is also a nurse, with a couple more degrees than I pursued, and she is also
employed by the NYS Dept. of Corrections, like I was.
She has done very well, working very hard, getting one promotion after the other.
Several years ago, when it became obvious that she had far surpassed my accomplishments in
the Dept, someone asked me if that didn't upset me, that she had done so much better than I had.
I was appalled at that, and couldn't even believe anyone would ask such a thing.
My answer was a resounding NO, I am so, so proud of her, and as most mothers would be,
I am thrilled that she has done so well.
Jealous??? omg, how ridiculous........don't we always want our children to better us?
to be better? to be smarter? to be more successful? Happier even???
I sure do.
I feel like I've done my job, raising an accomplished young woman.
Over the years I have taught many, many people how to weave. I wish, now, that I had kept track of them, but alas, I did not.
Several of them have become friends, but I have to say that ONE of them, has not
only become a dear, dear friend, but she has worked extremely hard, become
an accomplished weaver that I am very, very proud of.
She probably knows more about it than I do, and lately, she has taught me a couple of improved ways of doing things.
Teach an old dog new tricks????????
well, yes, apparently that's a thing. LOL
In the exact same way I am happy for my daughter, I am happy for my friend. I am honored
to have been the one to have introduced her to the world of weaving. The more proficient
she becomes, the happier I am. I want her to be better, and to carry on long after I'm gone.
I feel like I've done my job, bringing a zealous weaver into the world.
She asked me the other day if maybe she was a little too obsessed with weaving.
Of course I answered, "nah......not too obsessed at all".
It still makes me incredibly happy, and I love all of it, even the tedious parts
Even as I'm weaving one warp, I am thinking of the next one, planning the next
project, and the next.
What could be better.