A little time…

So... looks like I took a wee bit of a break here at the blog. (Almost four months…)

I guess I needed a little bit of time.

If you follow me on Instagram, you probably already know, but if not, this past spring I had to say goodbye to my old pup, Bailey, & then three weeks later my Dad passed away. 

I knew the time was drawing to a close with Bailey, & yet it was so hard to say goodbye. But, because he was declining more & more, I knew it was time. He has been my sweet, funny, & smart(!) little guy (& Dad's buddy) for all these years & he sure left a big hole in my heart.

 With Dad, it was a little bit the same. I knew that he was declining, & instead of having an issue arrive & Dad being able to recover (or as the hospital doctor said, ‘rally’) from it… issues began to build one upon another. He adjusted as best he could, but it all became too much for his brain & body to fight off. I realized, that last night at home, when I had to call 911 for him - that he didn’t know who I was. He knew that I was there to help, & he knew that he had a daughter named Brenda, but he just didn’t know that I was her. He was so sweet about it… & while we were in the hospital (I got special permission to be with him) - I do think that once in a while he knew who I was. But then, it would go & I was his helper again. When I asked him who I was… he looked at me (a little confused) & then smiled & said, “Oh yes!… you work for me!”  I smiled at him, & told him that, “why yes, I do!… & I sure love it!” That was one of the last conversations we had, & I will treasure it for as long as I live.

But Dad was ready, & I know that God was preparing him to come Home. He was in the hospital for a few days & then transferred to a wonderful hospice care facility. All the family was able to get here to say goodby & while my brother & I were with him, he left for heaven a few days later. So, while I miss him daily, I know he is where he has longed to be for awhile, & that brings such a peace & comfort to me.

Dad lived to be 92, & Bailey lived to be 14.

While I knew that both of them, the ‘men’ in my life, were in their golden years & were both having more & more health issues…I think that afterwards, with the house now so quiet, I felt the need to be quiet too.  (…& then throw in all the Covid restrictions!) It was as if God was giving me time to adjust… time to think, time to remember, & time to feel how grateful I am to have had the time I did with Dad (I’ve been his caregiver for the past several years), & also for my sweet little Bailey.  

Loss is hard, but I’m so thankful & so blessed to have had both of these special men in my life!

I'll be back soon  - to catch up with some of the events that have happened (& a new fabric collection) since my time away. Thank you for being here... you all mean more to me than I can say. 

♥ Bren