there are times in my life when words fail me. when the situation is too close, too raw for words to articulate, express. when such times arise, i silently stitch my way through to the words. this stitch-through piece – an addition to my dinner party – is >nearing completion, and i am still not ready to write about it because i am still unable to get my heart and head around it satisfactorily. so for now, we will just have show without the tell . . .
between you and Jude I am realizing that stitching may sustain me when other things are beyond reason or capability. So many layers here…