My life during the last 18 months has in many ways felt like I have been climbing a mountain. A very large mountain. Have you ever seen photos or a documentary of someone climbing with no rope and using little pieces of rock for toe and finger holds. This has been my life.
I have no experience as a mountain climber. I just know I have to be strong enough to make it to the top of the mountain. During this climb there has not been many places to stop and take a breath or a much deserved rest. Then when I think I can not take one more step and or pull yourself up one more foot towards the top. Something wonderful happens.
Today something wonderful happened. For a few moments today I was able to stop and enjoy the beautiful sunset as I rested on the side of the mountain.
I have posted previously about some of what my family has had to endure during the past year and half. First my Husband's accident and then the unbelievable loss of my youngest son. Unfortunately that was not all and I have asked my self many times (how much can a family endure). During the past year our Son In-law was diagnosed with Cancer. You can only imagine how this family who were already raw with emotion was able to deal with this news. We were barely able to take it in. My beautiful daughter was and is so strong. We as a family were able to struggle through, and our struggle was so worth it. After surgery the Doctors were confident that they had removed all the Cancer. He will have to continue to have check ups but so far all reports have been good. This was one of the moments on the mountain that I was able to stop and enjoy the view.
But today I had another moment and I want to share it with all of you wonderful people. You have encouraged me and sent me warm wishes and I appreciate them so much. I feel that in someway my son has guided me to my quilting and to find each and everyone of you. He knew you would help me work through my grief.
Now for my news. Last month we had made arrangements with a shipping company to have all of my Son's personal items sent home. This also included all his Art work. We received his personal belongings but all of his Art work was missing. He was a gifted artist and the one painting I wanted more than anything was a self portrait. I was devastated at this additional loss. The shipping company searched every depot and found nothing. They were giving up hope but then today a miracle happened. We received a phone call that they had found his Art Work. Tonight I am resting on the side of the mountain.