My dear darling daughter Amy passed away in March. No time or inclination for writing blogs, when your world has caved in. We have had a terrible time of it, and so had Amy, suffering from organ failure and struggling to survive. You think that hope and love can make a difference, but it didn't. Now we have to pick up the pieces and find a way through.
Needless to say, I am finding crafting keeps me sane, just about, but there is a huge sadness and hole in my life. They say time eases it, but the longer I am without her, the worse it is. The flowers have now all died on her grave and I am determined to keep fresh flowers there, to remember her by. I have inherited her wonderful cat, Mr Darcy, and he is a constant comfort and companion.
I am making tea cosies as they are small and cheerful like this:
