Pool of a Mother's Tears

It's only the 18th of November and I'm finished. It seems fitting somehow that I finished this page on my daughter Michelle's birthday. She would have been 35 today. I believe working on this has helped me weather my November bout of depression. I can't kid myself that it will never return. I'm more realistic than that, I hope. In actual fact, I enjoyed working on this page.
I borrowed some ideas from all of you and will probably borrow more as time goes by. I included some thread embroidery this time. It's nice to know I haven't forgotten everything my grandmother taught me. Used to do tea towels and pillowcases when I was young. I'm anxious to get on with my next page.

I am in such trouble. Went to BABE in Oakland this past weekend. I took classes from Christie Friesen and Gail Crossman Moore. Christie's class was a blast. My mermaid has a face that belongs on a Harley, with maybe a beard. LOL. I hadn't done PC in a while so it was great fun. Gail's class was more labor intensive, but wow! I actually ended up with something resembling a felted treasure pouch. I'll post it when I get it embellished.

Felting is fun. I work with two guys who love to wear crazy hats. That is my next project. I came home with some great colors of wool. I'll make them some wild hats and reinforce what I learned in class.

Bought my share of beads and then some. I actually spent some money on jewelry for me for a change. What fun. Had dinner Friday night with Beki and Shawn from Whim, Pam(the editor of Beads Unique), Nikia from Buy the Kit, and several other friends as well. Dinner was okay, but the company was great!

Pool of a Mother's Tears

This is the start of my November page for BJP. This page is a memorial to my son who passed away in 1979 and my daughter who died 13 1/2 years ago. My daughter's birthday is the 18th. This month is always very difficult for me and I decided to once again make something positive out of a negative. I'm hoping working on this page will allow me to let go of some of my sadness and sorrow. It never hurts to try. This dichroic cab reminded me of a pool, thus the name.