Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Four years ago today, Burke slipped into this world, but unexpectedly, had already slipped out again. We didn't know this at first. It took several days of seeing him in the NICU unit, attached to tubes and sensors (along with a battery of tests) to determine that he was gone. Unresponsive. Brain Dead.
The emotional din and crash today could only be managed by putting two pieces of fabric together and applying my foot to the sewing machine pedal.
I had Finding Nemo stuck in my head: just keep sewing, just keep sewing, just keep sewing...
I pulled out unfinished quilts today, thinking about the upcoming International Quilt Festival here in town this weekend and have decided to use this time to get a couple of these projects closer to completion. Grief, though not a good motivator for things like laundry or dusting, stirs in me the old need to DO, to CREATE, to try and make something you can touch, something useful to provide some comfort.
More soon, with photos...