Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Two sides to every coin

Yesterday as I was riding in my car with my youngest son who was driving in what I term his New England way and not like a Kentuckian. Or maybe I should say he drives just like a guy while I drive like a woman. My way doesn't make you want to step on the brakes for the driver when you think they are not braking soon enough or make you reach for the stabilizer bar on the door, as though holding on for dear life.

As we rode I talked to my daughter-n-law who I have refer to on this blog as Saint Maryellen. I had her laughing. A great sound. Since my Myke, his wife and daughter Joslyn lives in RI and I in KY I don't see him or them often, but in the last 20 months I have seen him three times. All because of the most solomn of occassions, the death of a family member. Maryellen or Mel as we call her for short, said she has to send Myke to see me for other reasons, otherwise seeing him will become a not so pleasant thing. My reply to her which caused the laughing was me saying that there were two side to a funeral, the good side which is the fun of seeing family and friends you haven't seen in some time, the bad side was that someone had to died in order for you to do it.

Sadness and Joy, two sides of the same coin.

I love seeing him no matter what. Good times or bad. Just as I've enjoyed seeing all of the other family members and friends that I don't get to see often because we all have LIVES and our pathes that don't often cross.

With funerals there are always tears, but if you are part of a family that smiles dispite the tears. Who hold their heads high. Who see the glass as half full rather than half empty. Who gathered to celebrate a life well lived rather them bemoan a lose. You know we've shared lots of smiles over the last few days and many times during these last few days there has been outright, from deep down inside, joy filled laughter.

Now Back To QUILTS
I picked up an old friend from the Kentucky Museum of Art and Craft while I was in the city yesterday. I haven't seen it since I delivered it to the museum when they were getting a collection of contemporary quilts ready to tour Western Europe last summer for an exhibit in some of our US Embassies. Don't ask me which ones. All I know is that they were going in conjunction with Presdent Bush's visit to that part of the world. If the museum sends me some images of the work when on display as I asked them to do I'll try to show them to you.

This is my old friend, Night Vision 26" x 50" 2004 I woke one night with the image of this flower in my head, hence the name. I had to make it.


Anonymous said...

Thanks for the laugh about his driving! I thought I was the only one who got 'white knuckle syndrome' with him behind the wheel!!

Love ya,

Shelina said...

I love reading all sorts about quilts and quilt making, so I was bloghopping and came across your blog. This is a nice piece. I'll browse backwards to see you if you show anymore. You're welcome to visit anytime.