This last week was a true summer-at-home week. Catching up with my friends, taking kiddos to visit theirs, hosting our own moments. We had a ton of pool time, and even caught some minutes for a kid/husband/caffeine/alcohol-free sugar-filled nightcap with a girlfriend.
I even got to spend a few hours with The NOVA Modern Quilt Guild.
And what a true giddiness it was to see them again; to be around folks who appreciate fabric and quilts, and who celebrate the creative spirit. I brought R with me at her pleading and on the ride home she marveled that there were "lots of mommies who quilt", which I interpret that she thought I was the only one my age who geeked out over these things.
Because writing has consumed me the last few weeks, I hadn't been making huge strides in my crafting, but after an afternoon with my quilting peeps, I realized it may be the muse I crave.
By Sunday afternoon, I had completed a few more hexagon blocks and Hubby and I caught a home movie before Mass, talking and laughing through most of it. During dinnertime I shared stories with my kids about their mama as a teenager, and they laughed and laughed thinking of me as a young person.
My peeps - I cherish them. They fuel me; I continue to realize that everything is about relationships. And each interaction is a ripple, the ocean of our world moved by it. To think one is their own island is faulty; that success is individual - foolish.
I woke up this morning feeling blessed to have them.
Have a great Monday!