per·spec·tive
[per-spek-tiv]noun
1. the state of existing in space before the eye:
2. the state of one's ideas, the facts known to one, etc., in having a meaningful interrelationship
I chose to use these two definitions in my blog post today.
Today was grandparent's day at my grandson, Griffin's school. How did he get to be 7 already? From my perspective he is still a baby. Where is time going? They read us all a poem that was very sweet. You just got to love a first grader!
Elliot is on the left, he is almost 5. The principal thought he was already in kindergarten (her perspective), again I still feel like he is a baby too! In all fairness they are both very tall for their ages and everyone thinks they are older than they really are....but still!
One of his classmates had no grandparents at school today. I wondered why, were they working? were they no longer here? What was her perspective on the whole "grandparents day"?
I felt the need to adopt her for the morning and had her read to me and helped her with the word search. She drew me a picture of a lizard. She did such a good job, look at the detail. Do I see a quilt pattern there? I love how she drew the eyes.
My friend Cheryl made a book of her trip to Israel. Isn't the cover cool? She loves to embellish.
It has been a long sad week. Not a lot of sewing got done but I need to put things into perspective and know that sometimes it needs to take a back seat. Like way back, in the old station wagons of the 60s where you looked out the back window.... Life is going on all around and sometimes I think I am not paying attention. Time is whizzing by, my perspective, today.
Kelly
