Here I am again. Sitting by the bench looking at materials
with an empty mind just about to look through my inspiration files ready to
create.
A year has passed since my daughter Corrina killed herself
and the desire to make beautiful things
fled from me, in one quick second all I had was a haze of sadness . The day I found out she was dead I was ready
for day 2 of hat making. I had the pieces cut out and ready to start sewing
. Inner, outer, the stiff bit, the fluffy bit sat ready to go 
I checked in on facebook , morning
coffee in hand before I started my exciting busy work day. Though I still had to find a suitable lining I was ready to go and wanted to divest myself of the outside world and throw myself into the day.
There was a message from Sara, my eldest
daughter telling me Corrina had hung herself. A little piece of me died right
then and there.
We shouldn’t aught to
outlive our children.
So here I am, a year later, ready to create again , not
checking in on facebook before I start.
I have some materials out on my bench in heaps
and piles. I am ready, willing and I hope able. It has been a long long time
since I made jewelry for a living and I
am very excited by the prospect. It was always something I enjoyed I lost myself
in each piece.
