life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

life, love,art. heart failure and assorted ramblings

Don't Talk Like That...

I write to find out what my heart thinks....

I write to expose and work through the ugly parts of this raunchy disease. My words always help me understand that in this life there will be times that are crappy painful and unexpected but tucked in there are the amazingly wonderful, too. That is when I realized the only control I have over any of this is how I chose to experience them! I realized that I could understand, celebrate can survive even better when I could express these feelings with my own words of courage, humor, and grace. I am the Queen of my own life and the choice is mine!

I am here to celebrate my life, to uncover my fears, to hold on to love, to grieve my losses, to laugh long and hard, and to learn how to live a full magnificent life with heart failure.

I am honoring my creativity, and exploring all of my emotions out loud ...before anyone can say....."Don't talk like that!"


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Wednesday, May 25, 2016

"I meant to do that" moment.....

If 2 “wrongs” do not make a “right”, Can 2 really bad screw ups finally produce an “I meant to do that” moment?

  + One old boring  shirt, with the standard man shirt collar, standard breast pockets, and a 
ho-hum hem
 + a really bad attempt at a batik (cannot do anything else with it) scarf                        _______________________________________
                                                                                     =    anything….. other than a trip to Goodwill?


Well...if I whack off the sleeves and collar, cut up the batik , roll the raw edges and sew on the pieces and parts and I have a  free “new for me” summer shirt.  Maybe 2 (or more) wrongs can make a right!


"I Wonder What she is Doing Tonight"  Boyce & Hart

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