Monday, November 16, 2015

je m' appelle joice

it has been
a long
long time...

since i studied french
so long
that i barely
most words
of the beautiful language
like many
my heart fills
with just the mention
of the eiffel tower
the streets of paris
so when word
starting spreading
that terrorists
had struck
the city of love
it was hard to
as more details
there is no denying
the world is
and for that
i feel helpless
and afraid
scared for my
loved ones
yet we can't let fear
our every move
so i did what i know best
i took
 to my sewing machine...

...creating a circle
using fabric
purple of course
with eiffel towers
to form a dresden
or friendship circle
for in my world
if we all just started
loving a little more
hated a little less
just imagine
the difference
we could make

Sunday, May 10, 2015

a different kind of mother's day...

i've learned over
the years
that life is full...

...of unpredictable moments
your day to day
can be humming along
and then
out of nowhere a
situation presents
that hits you
upside the head
 like a two by four
as i sat across
the table
from my son and his wife
the words stung
like alcohol to
a freshly opened wound
my tears feel freely
not just for me
but for my mother
it took me back
to a place
earlier in my life
where i too
said many unkind things
and for the first time
i was sitting in her seat
i read once
that every child
grows to hate their mother
and you will know when they
have matured
by the day
they learn to accept and love
her for who she is
no longer will you see
her short comings
rather you will
appreciate her care
her support
her love
for me
it took a while
to almost fifty five really
the greatest blessing
is the opportunity
 to observe my momma
with my princess of a girl
the two have become
best buds
for that i am most grateful
as i recognize
not every adult child
is given this
second chance
with their
mother still on earth
yet we know
those days are coming to a close
my mother is dying
she has terminal cancer
it is slowly yet
surely taking away her
her good days
are becoming less and less
what would i change
not a thing i suppose
for our trials and triumphs
have shaped me into
who i am today
a very grateful daughter
who has the ability to
turn the bad into the good
the pain into a
for a better tomorrow
no doubt
yet brutifully abundant
with rich blessings
motherhood i've learned
is a journey
not a sprint
rather more like a
that has not yet been run
we're always
in training

Sunday, March 22, 2015

sweet child of mine...

my baby
the third born

...always, always
keeps me on my toes
his little antics
are never too bold
just enough to
have me scratching
my head
wondering what i could
do different
perhaps better
as a parent
he has a heart of
pure gold
a work ethic
like none other
at eighteen
he busses tables
at a country club
hard grunt work
last night
he came home
with flowers
for me
just because
they are
and he knew
i'd love them
which i do
i love him
even more

Thursday, January 1, 2015

hello 2015

a new year
brings new

and new possibilities
for growth
and exploration
i'm ready
here's to
a new year

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

a star of batik beauty...

some time ago
our friend
crystal of
frivolous necessity
created a pattern
she named
from the
moment i first
saw it
it looked most like
a star of david
to me
this past week
i needed
 to accomplish
something with fabric
for the total
relaxation of the
from the
organizing and the cutting

to the stitching
to the squaring up
where the end
 result is
lovely pile of
to the layout
on the design wall
it was just the
stitchy therapy
i needed
and now it's hanging
in our front window
just in time
to wish
everyone a
very happy

Wednesday, October 22, 2014


oh the magic
of her

...and the sweetness
 of her heart
speak to me
 like few do
how i adore you
 your newest
makes my
purpliest passion
so happy
the tranquil colors of
 sea glass
are so inspiring

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

the early years...

i've been
in a funk...

just not sure
of anything
life has a way
of waking you
every now
and then
just when
the days seem
to be coming together
out of the blue
comes a
that takes you by
renders you
clueless, shocked
and heartbroken
then just as
you dry the last
of the tears

a small treasure
a memento from
years past
that brings
a smile back to
your face

puts a glimmer
of happiness
back into your day
just enough
to recognize
those early years
are there

the memories
and know
they are yours
to keep
no matter what

Friday, September 19, 2014

my handsome prince...

i've learned
 so much
from this one...

our third born
the baby
of the family
he came out wildly
and it was that
way for years
oh the stories
we can share
along the way
he developed the
kindest heart
the warmest smile
a tenderness
and compassion
not often seen
in a boy his age
i think his classmates
recognize it too
they voted him
to the homecoming court
this week
so proud of him
and grateful
to be his mom

Saturday, August 9, 2014

celebrating four years..

so hard to
our quilt shop...

is four years old
it seems like
just yesterday
we were cutting
the ribbon
on my sarah's
twenty first birthday
we had no idea
where this journey
was to take us
yet today
i can't imagine
us doing anything
other than sharing
our love of fabric
our zest for
fiber creativity
sarah's sewing talents
while fulfilling
our mission
of employing creative persons
of all abilities
including those with
down syndrome and autism
and assisting
kristen's light to shine
around the world
celebrating we are
with our annual
sweet treat extravaganza
life is good

Saturday, August 2, 2014

twenty eight...

twenty eight
the peaks have been
higher than the clouds
the valleys go
pretty deep
through it all
we try our best
 to remain
a team
we're not perfect
but together
we pick each other up
and continue on
happy anniversary
to my man
i love you honey

Friday, July 25, 2014

two signed leases...

i've been

to find...
...words to describe
what my husband
 son and i
 have been through
 the past few months
 with regards
 to the buildings
 our two businesses occupy
 but the wild range
of emotions
simply can't be defined
the miles we've put
 on our cars
 looking for space
may be quantifiable
 but the burden
 of weeding out
 the good from the bad
 just can't
in the end
we've both found spaces
 that we believe
will work out well
for each of us
just one block apart
 this pic
 was taken right outside
 the new door
for jellen's house of fabric
 that tan building
 on the other side
 of the shell gas station
 is where the two johns will be
along with a few other
 being run by father/son teams
 how life works out

Thursday, May 29, 2014

market miracles...

there's nothing
quite like
the inspiration...
of quilt market
to get
the creative juices
yet beyond
the colors and fiber
the friendships
the camaraderie
of like minded souls
is the simple fact
that i am
blessed beyond measure
to be sharing the
with my girl
my miracle
of all miracles
and that
is the greatest
of my