“This is an important lesson to remember when you’re having a bad day, a bad month, or a shitty year. Things will change: you won’t feel this way forever. And anyway, sometimes the hardest lessons to learn are the ones your soul needs most. I believe you can’t feel real joy unless you’ve felt heartache. You can’t have a sense of victory unless you know what it means to fail. You can’t know what it’s like to feel holy until you know what it’s like to feel really fucking evil. And you can’t be birthed again until you’ve died.”
― Kelly Cutrone, If You Have to Cry, Go Outside: And Other Things Your Mother Never Told You
Another September, another vigil. This time I’m sitting at my mother’s bedside as she is slowly slipping away. I’m feeling the weight of being the only one left. Why am I the one that has sat at the bedside and held the hands of my parents and only sibling?
The really bad thing is that I didn’t bring enough hand work to help take up the time!
This is a Chinese lantern pattern. And here is the example of the hand quilting on the back.
Machine pieced, hand quilted