Saturday, September 22, 2007

Making Connections in a Small World

When I was a young teen I used to write letters. I wrote to an aunt in a city an hour away, I wrote to girl friends I met at summer camp who lived further away in the same state, and I wrote to other teens I did not know in other countries. We called each other "Pen Pals". It dawned on me today when I was marveling at the fact that I have gotten comments in my blog from people who live as far away from me as Canada, England and The Netherlands, that I once again had "Pen Pals" but this time I use a keyboard and a computer, two things not yet invented in "my day"of paper and pens. It is a small world isn't it? A nice way to be connected. My Sacred Part of my day was spent in our temple again, as today is the Day of Atonement or Yom Kippur. We are graced with the most marvelous cantor, a young woman member of our community who is a trained singer and to me sings like an angel. I think I went to sit and soak in her voice chanting blessings that have been heard by our ancestors for centuries. It's nice to have a thread that continues from then through my childhood to my present time and one that I know will be passed on to my grandchildren and to their grandchildren and so on. Another way to "be connected". And then for fun I came home and finished the frog costumes! (I'll take a photo of them to share soon). And I finished the sewing on the boarder of my #1 quilt. I plan to go back upstairs and make the binding and put it on. Then I can sit in the living room and sew it on to the back by hand, something I find relaxing to do. I did stop by the quilt shop on my way between temple and home. I purchased the beautiful floral fabrics for my next quilt. The class is two weeks away, but we have homework to do to be prepared for the class. I got an early intro from the teacher who helped me pick out my background fabric and shared helpful information for getting started before the class happens. I peeked in the back room and discovered a room full of women and their sewing machines, all wearing pink. They are either cancer survivors, patients, or friends who are all working together to create a quilt to sell to make money for a cancer foundation working towards finding a cure for cancer. Yet another way of connecting.

1 comment:

  1. I also used to have pen pals and was always writing long letters to cousins, aunts, uncles, name it.


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