Last week I had a medical event that gives me pause to consider my mortality. Totally out of the blue and more significant than I’ve ever experienced. The outlook is potentially rather grim, but nothing is certain, is it. I’ll be following the guidance from the medical experts and hope for the best.
A number of lifestyle changes are in order – I’ve already started. Much more to come. In the meantime I’ll be doing what I can do, rest a lot more than I ever have, and reinvigorate my appreciation for all the goodness in my life. It’s a sad part of this path I’m on that some of those I care about the most have not been a part of my life that they used to be. About 12 years ago I separated from a group of beings and am SO much better for having done so. Those that are very important to me know so.
I am so rich in emotions from the thousands of past customers of Hokett Would Work. A regret is not having retired 5-10 years ago – I’m broken down and worn out. All of my life has been exciting and rewarding, but I worked far far too hard for far far too long. My work since retiring last Spring has been fun things like making the little child’s chairs, painting cow skulls, welding 1′ diameter steel ladybugs, welded spiders, and similar things that I find such great joy doing. I value the work I did very highly – helping new weavers and experienced alike have tools that are efficient and pretty to hold. That part of my life remains – but I’m moving on. Recently I donated a number of my Tiny Turned Beaters to the American Tapestry Alliance to use in their programs. Any more fiber tools I might make will be under similar circumstances. Nothing I might produce will be pursued except it Must be Fun!
I have no bitterness about anyone. I’m so proud of what I’ve done in my life. I very much regret disposing of old family possessions the way I did. They deserved a better destination. Every breath I take makes me appreciate my life with my Cat. I hope that everyone has that sort of relationship in their life before it’s too late.