Life before 2008 25 Jan 2007 07:31 am
Yesterday
David looked for other things that happened on that day in history to help the kids remember Red Fox.
Winston Churchhill died that day and my sweet neice turned 1 month.
The kids were up with nightmares last night; I think seeing their dog get hit and tossed over a lane of traffic is going to be the hardest part.
on 25 Jan 2007 at 7:31 pm 1.Kyra said …
Tia…I am so sorry again for the kids and the loss. It is always so hard.
But how wonderful you look to your sweet neice…so cute. I miss the baby days..I miss holding a sweet little one in my arms.
I wrote something when Liam was born…about my joy in holding the little ones…I thought of it as a small little gift to you. I hope it makes you smile.
Hush, flannel words fell from my mouth to wrap my baby sweet
A blanket tucked into the arms and ‘round those little feet.
Hush, I whispered and fingered light fingers that need my breast
Time had stopped between us two, and paused, that moment blessed.
A legacy wrapped about us, the quilt my mama made
With patches from the family, its prints and ticking fade
Abuello’s housecoat, Grandpa’s shirt, my uncle’s worn jeans
The tablecloth from Easter’s past and my cousin’s in-betweens.
Each person represented there, tied tightly into place
A piece of yarn connecting us through history and space.
The stitching held my family close, close as my baby sweet
And settled into the rhythm of an heirloom’s heartbeat.
My thoughts are with you,
Kyra
on 26 Jan 2007 at 8:19 am 2.Tia said …
Aw. That is beautiful Kyra! ‘k so you are a tough momma but you have quite the soft side too!
Love, love, love the imagery of the quilt. Would make a pretty picture/illustration too. Thank you for sharing it with me!
on 26 Jan 2007 at 2:53 pm 3.Kyra said …
Virginia Woolf was born January 25th.
Two interesting quotes from her:
“life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end. ”
“Sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life.”
And yes…I have that softie Momma side that still cuddles during thunder storms. But I have to pull out the tough Momma so much more often with the teenagers…I miss the soft Momma. So she will have to sit on the shelf for a while, carefully dusted and maintained until grandchildren come along.
And I have to tell you…I am quickly becoming and addict to these sites. (Your and Fathers.) I need to get my behinney in gear and get my own set up…but for now I am being rather voyeuristic in perusing your site and finding out how I want to set mine up (and my father’s…he is a wood turner and needs a site so that he can sell his stuff.)
Kyra