I long for peace - internally, in my family, in the world. I've had fleeting moments, but for far too much of my life, I've been without peace. Some of my unrest is brought on by myself and my reactions to situations. To life. Probably most of it.
The author of Mitten Strings says:
"It is Sunday afternoon, Jack is curled up in the crook of my arm, having decided to fingerknit a whole ball of yarn while I crochet mitten strings for all of our surviving pairs. We have been quiet, absorbed n our work, for quite some time when he asks, 'This is peace, isn't it?' I agree that it is indeed. 'I love this peace,' he says."
I love peace too. I'm hoping to create more peace - internally, in my family, in the world.