A Year Ago Today

A year today since Mum died - difficult to remember back to the horrendous weather at this time last year. London snowed in as was Derbyshire. It took nearly a fortnight to have the funeral.

It seems such a long time and yet such a short time. I am also surprised at how often I say to myself, 'I must remember to tell Mum about that'! At least I have started to make inroads on her wool stash. Shame I could not transport her large wall of fitted wardrobes to put it all in. I have not yet collected all her material but then again I have not plugged in her sewing machine in anger yet.

I must look at her patchwork next year and finish the grand daughter's quilts she so nearly finished herself. All the patches are there, with the backing material. All I need now is the courage to get started. Roll on the New Year.