i want to thank you all for the wonderful comments and to apologize for my silence and explain my lack of response. although much of my time is being spent bedside with my father, i am still stitching away in some random and ragged style, not really finishing what if # 34... not really caring about neat edges, reflecting on my hopes to mend his broken body , and to hold things together a little longer, to prepare to understand dreams that have come undone. to grasp unfinished.
