Crochet Queen: Royal Ramblings

I woke up this morning "thinking"! November is a hard month for me, full of so many celebrations: Chloe's 10th birthday; my wedding anniversary; and Thanksgiving. I'm not alone with all of my family here to share these celebrations; yet I am alone. I am grateful that we have now moved into December, a busy and creative time. It has been 3 1/2 years since Alan's death. I held his hand as he took his last breath. I have started a new chapter of my life; and  I am proud of myself for the progress I have made. It does take time to adjust, though. Anyone who has had a loss may feel grieving is like "carrying a stone in your pocket. One always feels it; sometimes barely noticeable, other times if turning slightly, it may feel painful. You rub the pain and keep going. Few know about your stone or realized it can still bring this much pain. There are days now that I feel happy and slap my leg with laughter. Feeling the stone, t still hurts and I wonder if I sho...

Transformation I started to think about titles that would convey my feelings in a  piece of art to memorialize my husband, Alan Kinsler, on 6/7/2016. The date is significant because we both knew he was dying of Corticobasal Degeneration , an incurable  brain disease. It struck me that I needed to hold on to some of the extra medical equipment that had been so necessary for his use and comfort. Although none of this equipment was enjoyable, I knew that I wanted to use it in a way to make the discomfort and his death transform into something that would honor the  memory of his courage throughout the painful 10-year journey we traveled together. He died on 7/1/16.