Yesterday was a sad day for all Canadians. I watched the news unfold and was grateful my family was safe at home with me. I feel such sorrow for the family of the fallen soldier. There really are no words. Just love. Love for all my fellow Canadians. Love for all people, everywhere. Love and faith. Not faith in any sort of religious power, but in the power of humanity. Be kind. Hold your loved ones close. Enjoy the small moments. Remember those who came before us. Learn from them. Learn from each other. Love. Love. Love.
After my little one had gone to sleep I didn't feel like sleeping. I think of my grandma a lot, and yesterday I thought of her even more than normal. I thought about all the stories she had told me about her and her brothers, husband, and friends who served in our military. Coin purses make me think of my grandma. I still remember the ones she gave me as a young child to hold my precious change. I thought it fitting to make a few for my upcoming craft shows. A way to be close to her on a sad and sort through emotions after the sad events that took place.
Maker of things. Lover of colour and texture and contrast. Thinker & creator. Daughter, sister, partner, mother, friend. Mighty woman.