A couple weeks ago I went to see a lady about quilting some of Shawn’s ties into a blanket. From my journal entry about a month ago a handful of people emailed me with this idea.
The woman took special care and attention to my project and as I turned to leave her home she sensed our visit wasn’t quite over yet. She asked me to wait as she went to a back room in her house and grabbed a box of homemade cards. "This," she told me, "is another craft I do. I make cards and I believe you are meant to choose one today. There may be a message inside designed just for you."
My fingers shuffled over the box as if I were drawing a name out of a hat selecting a treasured winner. Slowly my fingers stopped as if in slow motion. I hoped I was choosing the right one, very curious as to what it said.
I opened the hand decorated card, stenciled with colored pencil and read:
Today is a new day – Rejoice
A day full of promise & hope
A day of endless possibilities
What will you choose to do today?
Today is a new day – Rejoice
Before I even finished reading I knew the card was made for me.
