Yesterday I finished a Day of the Dead inspired skull crochet doily and shipped it off to a new home. It was inspiring making something completely unique and looking at the world from a different viewpoint. I loved the stitches in white giving that flecked bone appearance. So pretty in a dark kind of way.
One would think that finishing one of my projects I would be ecstatic. But alas, I am sick. It is quite miserable being me today. I have so much creativity waiting to escape, however, my body groans with illness and my mind is sluggish.
I spent most of the morning just funnelling my energy into little games with my daughter. She must sense that I am not completely well and has been playing quietly and offering me masses of drooly kisses. Sometime I wonder whether the amount of drool indicates how special or generous the offering of affection. She seems to enjoy giving big wet drooly kisses the most. I do not complain, these moments of affection are special and something to cherish as her mother. If you were to say these moments would be so special years ago I would raise an eyebrow quizzically and wonder how much special tea you had been drinking.
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