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Wednesday
Nov032010

Sewing Joy

No secrets here.  I am struggling with depression.  Sometimes it's hard to know if it's hormonal, biochemical, circumstancial, or just plain me-being-sinful.  I suppose it is most often a combination of those things.  So, my "Daily Deliberate Dedication" to looking for joy has been hard this week! 

Certainly there have been moments where I have had fun and taken delight in what was going on around me.  Michaela had a friend over for the night on Friday and they had such a good time.  We made silly faces at the dinner table and I scored big time by making their favorite dessert EVER. 

Christian continues to grow in his self-control.  (Apparently someone else I know needs to work on this, still.) I think karate is helping so much with this.  I am very proud of him; he comes home from school and usually (after the daily clothes-changed-hands-washed ritual) sits down right away and does his homework.  He has even been practicing the piano right away, as well.  He seems pretty happy these days. 

Eliana is full of the funniest things...what she says, the clothes she puts on, her faces. 

She can make me laugh out loud and she can make me want to pull all of my hair out.

At least we have a wig now!

Looking back it seems like there have been many joyful moments.  I am going to have to be better (ha!  Isn't that just the pickle for those who are in this battle?  And pickle?  What's up with pickles around here lately?) at looking for the joy, noticing it, and remembering it.  It makes me think of when Samuel set up the stone and called it Ebenezer, recognizing God's help and making a way to remember always that he had given aid.  Aren't we, too, to lift up those times to God, thanking him and praising him for the help that he has given us?  I do think it's true that doing that becomes a habit that, in turn, can help to break up some of the self-focusedness of depression. 

This was a bit of a rabbit trail; the reason I wanted to write was to say that I have found a lot of joy in a particular project these last few days.  Many years ago I began a quilt for Michaela.  I think she was four.  I cut out squares and sewed them together in rows.  Then I started sewing the rows together...I got through about six and as I pulled the sewn part out from under the needle, what I had just sewn fell to two sides.  I hadn't checked the bobbin and it had run out!  That isn't a really big deal, but I had just painstakingly pinned sixty inches of fabric together, run it through the machine, pulling the pins out as I went along, and then watched as it separated.  Like I hadn't done a thing at all! 

I was so frustrated and it was late, so I put it all away for another time.  When that "another time" came and I wound the bobbin and tried to put it back in and start again, my machine pooped out on me.  It wouldn't work.  I got out the manual, read it over and over, rethreaded my machine, put the bobbin in and out, rethreaded the bobbin over and over.  Nothing worked; the thread bunched and went all wonky every time.  I put it away and didn't try anything with it again until we moved for the second time in Dallas and my mom tried sewing curtains.

It still didn't work!  We took it in to a shop and this guy with wicked quick fingers threaded the machine, fixed the bobbin, and sewed a perfect line on some scraps.  "Nothing's wrong with it!" he exclaimed.  He didn't charge us anything for this wonderful information, which was very nice.  But when we got home...bunch, bunch, bunch went the thread.  I don't know if our fingers weren't fast enough or if we just weren't speaking the love language of my machine, but that thing would not go right for the two of us.

Enter my new sewing machine.  Mike bought it for my birthday, after a great deal of research (so much that he impressed the sewing ladies in the store where he bought my machine!), and I am very happy with it.  I am a long way from doing anything fancy, but I did make our Halloween outfits (not Hook's!) and now have picked Michaela's quilt back up.

I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS!  It has been so long, and was a project that I longed to finish, and now I hope that I can!  I finished the rows so that the main part of the quilt is done (by main I mean the middle of the top piece). 

I have put a kind of trim around the main, middle part, and am working on the final addition to what will be the complete top piece of the quilt. 

I think it will be very pretty when it's done.  Of course, I'm going to have to figure out how to sew the batting/backing and edge the whole thing.  And then do the actual quilting.  I don't even know what I'm talking about.  I am going to have fun doing it, though.

I have had a lot of fun, and felt a lot of joy while sewing.  I'm so thankful for Mike's thoughtful gift and for the time I have been able to spend creating in this way.  Wouldn't it be lovely to give it to her for Christmas?!  That is ambitious, I know, but...a girl can dream, right?

Wednesday
Oct272010

Wonderful 

I walked to the park with the girls the other morning so that I could take pictures.  I was trying to get a shot to enter in the I Heart Faces weekly challenge, Pink.  What could be better for that than sweet girls?!

We had a lot of fun.  I took a ton of pictures and wanted to share some of them.  Here are a few (read "less than a hundred") of my favorites.

Before we went outside I was fooling around with settings on my camera.  I found out recently (I read a guide to the camera!) that you can change the color settings within the camera (sorry to use the word so often...synonym?) and even take black and whites...this one is more sepia-toned, but I thought it was kind of pretty.

 

Sweet sisters...

 

This was one of my ideas for a "pink" submission, but I didn't think it was quite bright enough.  I like the photo.  I wish I could get Eliana's eyes to pop.  I try to "find the light", but I am not very good at that.

 

There is a creek that runs through the park (several parks in our area, actually) and Eliana seemed a little nervous about being up on the rocks at first.

She got more comfortable as the time passed.

 

I love her expression here...

Michaela poses and smiles and poses and smiles.

 

They love to run and play on the gazebo.  They call it a gazebra.  It makes my heart happy.

Also?  That Michaela still likes to run and play?  Joy.

 

She.  Is.  A.  Mess.  An awfully cute, sweet, fiesty mess.

She wanted Michaela to sit in her lap.

I hope they love each other forever and always.

 

A big sister is good for many things...a "piddy-bat" ride is just one of them.

 

On the way home we were stopped by a butterfly who begged us to take pictures.  We obliged.

And just enjoyed the beauty of the day.

The beauty of the flowers...

the butterfly, and one another...

It was a wonderful morning.

Thursday
Oct212010

Looking Through the Lens

After we got Christian to his soccer game, I returned home because Eliana would not bring me her shoes while we were getting ready; we got on out the door so he could be on time but I went back so that she didn't have to hang out in her stroller the whole game.  I entered the house, picked up her shoes, and headed back to the car.  I was parked on the street and had to wait a minute for a lot of cars to drive by (hello, five-o-clock traffic!) before going to the driver's side door (front seat?  What do you call that anyway?  It seems weird.).  I paused on the sidewalk and thought,"I should go get the camera."  It was a very deliberate action, a very purposeful turn.  I needed to be headed in a different direction.

I went back in and grabbed it. 

I'm glad I did.

 

Wednesday
Oct202010

Quiet

I think what brings me joy at the end of today is that it is over, it is now very quiet, and tomorrow is a new day. 

Preferably of a different variety.

The "daily" and "deliberate" and "dedication" part of this section are quite hard, do you know that? 

When one struggles with depression it is hard to know what is changeable and what is not...sometimes I can't tell.  This is frustrating.  And makes me feel an extra-special brand of crazy.

Eliana is sleeping beside me.  She's awfully sweet when she's asleep. 

 

Tuesday
Oct192010

Psalm 5

Psalm 5:11

But let all who take refuge in you be glad;
       let them ever sing for joy.
       Spread your protection over them,
       that those who love your name may rejoice in you.

 

This verse is in the context of battle; there are enemies, there are the wicked, and those who are bloodthirsty and deceitful - full of intrigue (not in a good way!) and rebellion.  The enemies may not always be in full-battle armor, nor even be visible.  Yet, they exist. 

I can cry out, the Lord hears my voice, and I must wait in expectation.  The Lord leads, blesses, and surrounds as with a shield. 

I will meditate on these things tonight as I go to sleep...I have been forgetting to seek out, to deliberately look for joy.  My God is my refuge, and in him will I find joy.