It isn't a secret that for the past 5 1/2 years I have worked part time at my local quilt shop. When I reflect on all the emotional ups and downs I have experienced within the walls of that shop its almost too much to contemplate. I have honed my craft of designing working at the Coop, I remarried and then buried my husband, I made some life long friendships and learned to be a better quilter. I processed my grief by returning to work even though I didn't want to. And now that job has ended. The owner is retiring out of state and closing the doors of this very popular destination quilt shop.
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| Still fabric to buy. |
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| But its starting to look very very bare. |
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| See, bare. |
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| Where has all the fabric gone? |
I'm sure it will hit me hard next week when I don't get up and get ready for work, but for now, I'm just feeling very sad and reflective as yet another chapter of my life comes to an end.
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