Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Grief, Projects, and Robins…

Today was, honestly, one of those hard days where the grief came over me like a huge wave. It was good, but still very hard. Grief is strange like that. One minute you’re smiling and feeling fine, and the next, you feel like the wound is brand new again. I loved my grandfather, and it’s becoming more and more real that I won’t see him again on this earth. I do believe with all of my heart that he is in glory with Jesus and I will see him again someday. I hang on to that right now and to my memories of him.

On the brighter side of things, I had a very productive sewing day.  I am currently working on two projects. The first is a suit for a good friend and member of our group, Sir Michael. It will be a mid 18th century frock coat, waistcoat, and breeches.

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The fabric. It’s actually black, but looks grey on the camera.

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Nothing more exiting than pad stitching ;)

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Pocket Flap

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The second project is a robe l’anglaise for my friend, whom you all know as Mrs. Cartwright.

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I love the fabric she chose.

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The front is still in half mock-up stage, so it’s not exactly pretty right now.

And lastly, I was ironing seam allowances on Sir Michael’s suit when I looked out the window and saw this little guy. He actually stayed long enough for me to grab the camera and snap a few shots of him.

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He was so cute :) The photos aren’t the best, but you get the idea.

Well, that is all for today. Sorry for the discombobulated post today, but this is life right now :) God Bless!

Love Lauren

3 Witty Sentiments:

Alisa said...

The anglaise is stunning! I want to steal it. ;-)

Grief can be strange that way. I lost 5 people in the last 5 years, some of which were very close to me, including my mother.
I don't know if it was the same with you, but at first I felt nothing, and was shocked at myself for feeling nothing, then it hurt intensely, and then after a couple of weeks I thought I was over it, then I wasn't after all, then after two years I thought I was over it, and it still crashes over me like a wave now.

I'm so glad you have such a lovely husband - having mine by my side was the only thing keeping me sane.

I feel for you, and I hope it will get better for you. And yes, I also think you will see him again one day. :-)

Madame Berg said...

*hugs*. I'm glad you find joy in the little things, in spite of your grief. Fabric and little birds... It's how it should be - how it must be!

gentlewomanthief said...

I was going to make a comment, but when I saw Mme Berg's comment, I realised I couldn't put it better myself. My thoughts are with you, Lauren, and I hope you are well.

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