What in all actuality am I holding on to? Where is my faith? Why can I not accept God is in control therefore I am not? A compromise between two. Is to settle by concession. Two hearts become but one. Never forsaken, never undone. Acceptance of these holy nuptials. Forms a covenant, takes a stand. An alliance of marital bliss. Between a woman and a man.

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Rare photo of me and my sisters, together, last month. Sweat under the constraints of fabric, then to reveal them in public. Something I told myself for years. I suffer from arm and shoulder envy. Or, do I bare them and enjoy the comfort of going sleeveless? Ignoring .

Mummy to two, bespoke quilter and raconteur of spawn related sagas. Wednesday, 26 November 2014. Soap sandwiches and a conical tree. And since it nears the season to be jolly, I also think there is a lot of ugly Christmas garb. Which, to my surprise, I decided that making something like this for my daughter last year, would be great.