Can't help but be impressed

So my last post I mentioned I had just sent away my book to Shutterfly to get printed. And it's Thursday now and I've received an email to tell me it is winging it's way to me as I type. Now that's service! Soon soon soon it will be in my hot little hands. I can't wait.

Here's another couple of pages that went into the book, thought I better put a wedding page in and some of my loveliest memories of my family at our wedding. Gosh dad was scared when he walked me down the aisle. I remember sitting in the back of the car with him as we were chauffeured to the venue. I said "so dad, this is where you have to give me some advice and words of wisdom". He could hardly speak he was so nervous. So instead of any worldly speech from him, he started talking to the driver about the mighty Cats !

Here's a double page spread, both pages using the fabulous new Uptown kit by creashens.

And although you've not seen all the pages of the book, you'll still have more to see, I absolutely love the front page I created. I had a vision in my head that it was going to be white and I love this paper. I can't wait to see it all done.

Credits here.

You know sometimes fate comes in and lends a helping hand. Do you believe in that? I do. Mum had been invited to a memorial night that the funeral home puts on each Christmas. She dearly wanted to go, but doesn't drive and doesn't particularly like going out at night, so passed it up.

Step in my work. I was told to go to a training course down in Geelong on Wednesday and to travel down Tuesday night and stay over. Unbeknowns to anyone at work that this would work in perfectly, I could take mum to the memorial night and attend myself also. You just don't question this type of luck do you?

My goodness, there were hundreds there. Sometimes you feel like you're the only one going through it and then you look around and everyone there was grieving a loss. It was a beautiful night, some songs from a woman with the most angelic voice, a talk about getting through the Christmas season and some ideas to implement to help us through it and honour our loved one at the same time. Then we got to light a candle from one of the four main candles they had lit amongst many tears from our part - memory, courage, life, love. Afterwards they gave us all a balloon and we went outside and let them go flying free high in the sky. Very freeing. Then a supper afterwards if we wanted to stay.

I don't think mum has changed her mind as to wanting not to join in any festivities over Christmas and for solitude, but I do think it's helped heal just a wee little part of her heart.

I must admit I often look for signs. Signs from dad. Silly may be, hopeful possibly. I do like to think that dad had a role in making sure that this course was on and I had to attend when I did, to enable mum (and me) to get to that night. I'm going to believe that anyway.

That's it from me tonight. It's raining very steadily outside right now. I've done a lot of sewing tonight, so now it's time for bed. G'night.