Such A Lovely Weekend

So the quilting retreat was this weekend, and I was apprehensive. Not apprehensive. Wrong word. But, in a nutshell, I had no idea what to expect. It could have been awkward, or incredible, or boring. It was... incredible.

There's a kind of zen-like state that one enters into when they're doing work, real work, creative work. And this weekend, in comfy slipper and sweats, listening to soft Christmas music, and being totally lulled by the gentle click-click-click of the sewing machine, I think I sorta got there. It was so... gentle, and relaxing... which is amazing, because I'm exhausted.

But mostly, it was inspiring. It was inspiring to be with creative women, and my grandmother, and my mother, who is perhaps the biggest inspiration of all. I loved every minute of it.

And this morning, snuggling up against my man, warm in the crook of his arm, I found absolute peace.