Each stitch, ever so carefully sewn, placed just so on the beautiful tapestry of life, adding color and charm and delight.
One thousand stitches complete the flowers representing each of three lovely children.
One million stitches make the garden that houses them all, standing for marriage and a fortress for well-being.
Stitches for the sky, the sun, more flowers…too many to count.
Glass ornaments, butterflies, birds, trellises and feeders, all representing the fragility of life.
One stitch comes loose.
Then another.
In no time at all the entire tapestry is frayed, falling apart at the seams.
What went wrong? At which stitch do I pick up and begin anew? Will it ever appear as lovely again?
And what of the rain that now streams from my eyes…will it fade the colors, or mute them into another beautiful hue…
Only time will tell, and it is time to move forward, pick up the needle and begin to mend the tapestry.
