Pink Hummingbirds, Quilts, and Otto

I started my day yesterday by finishing the ad on Marketplace for the Big Birdhouse. The work I did on the laptop payed off and, while it wasn’t what I would call fast…it did go more smoothly. Please pray God brings us the perfect buyer! This ad looks much nicer than the the first one and I included a video tour.

As soon as the ad was posted, I went out to help Mr. FixIt put the cover on the pergola so he could get started pressure washing the deck. I headed downstairs to get back to work on the quilt. Everything has been going smoothly but the last row tripped me up. I didn’t pay close enough attention and I ended up getting the blocks sew together wrong. Unfortunately, I didn’t catch the error till after I had the whole row together AND sewn onto the body of the quilt. Now I have to take that row off..and some of the blocks apart to make it right. I was getting tired and hungry. I should have listened to my body and taken the break, but nooooo. Live and learn, right?

Mr. FixIt rented a couple of movies Wednesday night and he wanted me to see one in particular with Tom Hanks. A Man Called Otto. When I lost Mr. Virgo, I didn’t think I would EVER stop crying. Eventually, I started seeing colors and hearing music again. It’s been a long time now since I’ve cried. Till yesterday, that is. Mr. FixIt didn’t think it would affect me like that. And if I’d done my due diligence, I would have explored the subject matter better. I had no idea whatsoever that it was a movie about grief and loss. I kept looking and hoping for a happy ending but it just kept hurting more. Why didn’t I stop watching, you ask? Because my sweetheart wanted me to see it with him. Maybe after I’ve had time to process it more I won’t feel so sad. But that movie gutted me like I haven’t been gutted in many years. Maybe it was just time to break that wound open and let it bleed for a little while. Another layer of grief to tend to. It will never go away entirely.

On a happier note, when I was mowing on Tuesday, I noticed out redbud trees have finally bloomed! I took a closeup photo of the blossoms and they look all the world like little pink hummingbirds! They just made me so happy. It was a busy and beautiful day…86° and not a cloud in the sky! It was a lesson in life…you CAN hold grief and joy at the same time.