Women in dreads/ Strong Women

My parents are the "snow birds" in our family. Mom has already traveled to Fla., but before she left, we got to spend an afternoon with her. This is a photo of my mom and four of her five daughters. The three boys couldn't make it to have dinner with us. One sister missed out too. I so wish this photo would have been of my mom with all of her girls. Maybe next year. My mom is the most amazing person I know. I've thought long and hard lately about the love of a mother. It is that one rare love that I have that no one else can ever have for me. She knows all about me and loves me no matter what. My mom is as close to me as my heart. I cannot imagine my life without her. Even thinking about life without her puts a huge lump in my throat. It is good to be loved. Each one of her children has been taught astonishing strength in weakness, calm in the storm, steadfastness when everyone else leaves, do the right thing even when it is the hardest thing. I am so blessed by this woman. I hope that your mom is a blessing to you too.


Perspective: I've asked my mom to refer to me as her first born instead of her oldest child. I remember being 13 and loving being the oldest...not so much anymore! First born sounds better to me the older I get!
The time has come for me to get packing for Rhinebeck NY. I am not finding much time for felting, but I am making these brooches, these wonderful "dreaded women". They look great as a pin or brooch, wonderful as an additive on a bag, great closure on a wrap. They are time consuming, different and for now, about all I have time for. I'll be packing the van, making some final "bling batts' for the sale and planning the booth space. It's about a 14 hour drive and hopefully this year we won't run into snow! It was so cold last year. I am praying for good weather.

I am getting a lot of emails concerning classes. I will be planning some in November. If you are interested, please let me know so I can add you to the list. Also, let me know what classes you are interested in.

Got to get to bed... it's nearly Monday!
Shalom,
Suzanne