Despite all that has happened I recognize that I am so fortunate. I have the support of my husband, children, sister and friends. And all of you.
We made it through the hurricane with water, power, heat, food and each other. Unlike countless others, my neighborhood (and those of my immediate family) is virtually undamaged. We only have an abundance of leaves and a few downed branches to show that anything happened here. My children’s schools are OK, too. Even the pets in my daughter’s biology class were fine. The local hospital did not lose power to add more worry when my grandma was there. These are all things to feel fortunate about.
Co-chairing the holiday market at the big girl’s school is keeping me busy. It’s as much work as you would think. Event planning, is event planning. I also have a great new job (volunteer though it is) that will provide me with experience and connections that can help with my career goals. And I don’t even have to leave home. The path that led to it is a winding one that all started with a missed opportunity. Never discount a plan going wrong. It can lead to something else going right. I’ll blab more about the job and my goals, soon.
I have a lot to do this month (new job, co-chairing, running 2 crafternoons at Missy’s school, a 10 page paper and more cataloging) but I hope to blog every day in November. Writing here is a great outlet and I mean to take advantage of it. My other creative endeavors hopefully won’t suffer. I have been crocheting and knitting. Working with yarn makes me feel closer to my gran, I think. I hope to get my sewing mojo back before the Sew Weekly signs off for the year, too. I never got the chance to help grandma hunt down her pattern and fabric stash. I hope to make some time for that later this month, as well.
I like to think of my grandma, young and spunky, dashing around in something similar with her pincurls brushed out just so.