The summer of 2014 will go down in my book as one of the greatest summers of my life. And I have had some pretty great one, like the summer I met my sons' father, the summer I lived in Madison with friends, the summer I married, the summers I spent at home with my sons, the summer I moved to British Columbia, all in my top 10 greatest summers. (Don't get me wrong I have plenty of top 10 other seasons like both springs three years apart when sons were born, the fall I met Paul and the winter all my kids and I spent the holidays in Hawaii.) Let me explain why this past summer was so great. When one moves away from their family of origin one loses things like attending distant relatives birthday parties, weddings and funerals. One misses out on sharing the highs and lows of life with others known for decades. One also misses out on all the unplanned visits that happen as people just drop in. Or the support one gets from being close to lifelong friends and family. And when
Getting it together one stitch at a time.