Listening to my heart and going low tech.
Learning new skills and infusing love in every stitch.
There is some frustration initially but I breathe and move
slowly...starting over only once. Ah! Sweet progress!
Feelings of pleasure grow as the outcome looks like the instruction.
Breathing in the memories.
In every room gentle reminders of her around me.
Heart stays open and feels healed.
Memories that used to bring tears now bring more smiles
but still the sadness is there and I acknowledge it.
My heart feels whole again.