Stories Collected While Living in France
The small stitches that connect us together. One after another. Even if they are made from a simple thread, faded with age and on rough linen. Even if they are on one side of the cloth or the other. Our lives are interwoven and if a thread unravels the effect is seen by many.
photo: The backside of an embroidery, on tightly woven linen.
True. The disappearance of my father’s thread from my weave of life has left a row of holes that need to be mended. Mended but still leaving deep traces…
the lost threads of my precious linen can never ever be repared again…
I’m missing a thread that was there and tightly wound in for 30 years. Then the tread unraveled. Sad.
This is so true!
Great post!
Very true, indeed.
Wise words, Corey. We are all connected.
Our lives are a rich tapestry of things we have done and said
with memories of those we love
outlined in golden thread.
Blessings!
Love you
Jeanne
Ahhhh Corey your thread of beautiful words that connect so many is what it’s all about! Your French connection will be missed especially as Le Tour is pedalling it’s way through France – I so wanted you to wave to me if it passed by your home! I’ll savour the gorgeous scenery and maybe the helicopter will zoom over you next year and send your picture to us here ‘downunder’! Enjoy being home, spend that saved $1200 with joy, you deserve it!
what perspective corey! so nice, really.
This is so true. But what I see the strength in the weaving, how the interlocking threads become stronger than if they were all alone.
an interesting perspective, too, to come around from the back. It is not always the perfect image we try to present that really needs scrutiny.
So nicely put, and the perfect image.
You are on this continent?? So close, yet so far away…
Stitches in the backside…
Ouch!
Amazingly true!
Many stitches woven together can create a beautiful tapestry.
It’s good to take excellent care of your work and treat it gently, but beautiful stories can be embroidered with single lost threads too.
Thinking of YOU!
One cloth, one family. Sew two cloths together, and you have an extended family. Make a quilt, and you have the world. =)
Yet another wise way to see into a families life. The threads come in all sizes, shapes and colors. Those that pull out or are lost can never be replace and with time you can start to remember the good times and heal the bad. Welcome home Cory!
What wonderful words Corey!
I hope the visit with family is amazing!
so sorry about mr. M&M man next to you on flight…
it is my worst nightmare
this munching next to me on a plane…
at least he smelled of chocolate,
at least he was not eating garlic.
maybe his threads were coming unlooooose like
in your photo here…
hard to say.
but never come undone yourself
over such things as mr. M&M man…
on your way home
he will not be next to you…
{a blessing? a curse?}
🙂
I saw the Keys photo and could almost smell your Mom’s cookies, fresh out of the oven. Also could sense the love of your parents waiting for you by the open door.
Oh so true; we’re all interconnected.
Hope you’re absorbing the joys of home.
I am glad you arrived safely and I am so sorry that the trip was so grueling. I had to sit on a plane out of LaGuardia for over an hour and I can’t imagine 3 hrs with a muncher. Hope your package arrived in tact. Have a lovely visit and welcome back to the US of A!
Nice post as usual.
Hope you are rested, and are having a great time here in California.
Rosemary
Yup. You said it. The fabric of life is woven on a loom of love baby. You must be in sunny California!!!
Your words are so true Corey. You inspire lots of people each day with your beautiful words.
xoxo
Blue
Eloquently written, Corey. It’s so true.
and always that knot to anchor us…
lovely post
my 9-year-old daughter has taken to stitching, rather roughly, rather badly and not with any sense of permanence, her brownie badges on her brownie sash. I’ve been bad about it, no rush to get them on. Finally she takes it on herself and is so pleased with her fat, loose little stitches. That’s a badge indeed.
A stitch in time..saves nine. I don’t know what that means..but my Grandma used to say it! She could do miraculous things with needle and thread! She would always be embroidering..tatting, crocheting,quilting, sewing, making dolls, dresses, bonnets, aprons …
Isn’t that so very very true xxo
Enjoy the new threads that will become a permanent part of the tapestry of your life, so filled with love and beauty. I send my love with you on this journey.
and how delicately the threads sometimes can be…
Day to day
stitch to stitch,
Life is a difficult pattern which needs exactness, strength and patience…
Whatever its colour, however plain or purl, every single stitch that is casted on plays the leading part…
and so is terribly missing when dropped away…
This is simply beautiful Corey, and so true.
Lana
I agree Corey, we are all connected and should a thread become severed or slacken, or even pulled tighter, the movement is felt throughout the tapestry.
Hoping the good old USPS maintained our connection and you received my note?
Hope you’re all having a wonderful time!
Wonderful imagery and insight! We are all part of an unfinished tapestry, interconnected and supporting each other even when we don’t realize it.
unravelling threads…and connection… you have put these two together so beaufully and profoundly, reminding me that though the embroidery of one’s heart is especially at risk it has the greatest power to connect as well.
I never think of the back side of the stitching, I’m so focused on the front. I do always take particular care to make sure the back doesn’t come undone. Perhaps a good foundation keeps the front in order?…
oh Corey –
this so true
the connecting stitches
and here you are
at your usual address
how could I think
even for a moment
that even on vacation
you would miss
a single day
of inspiring us
with
your wisdom…
I’m catching up after a week of art camp –
now I know how much I’ve missed you –
funny choked feeling
in the throat
tells me…
xox – eb.
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