Forgive me Father, it has been over a month since my last posting. Well, that's what it feels like, that I am in a confessional and it has been so long since I was here. I did have a rather hectic month, to say the least. My little grandson, Mark Joseph Alligrini Berry was born on January 13, eleven days past his due date of the 2nd. In that time, his little Libby cousin, Parker, whose due date was the 6th, managed to be born early, thus passing our little MJ up, and is now the older of the two, which seems weird. Anyway, it was a healthy labor and delivery. We are absolutely ecstatic about this little miracle that seemed so long in coming. It was nice having God's reassurance of a healthy mom and baby when a semi passed me on the way to Frankfort with the slogan, "Our number one priority in serving you is a safe delivery." It was an answer to prayer, for sure, as I had begun to get a little worried because this labor/delivery was taking longer than either of mine. I am very thankful to God for blessing us in such an awesome way. Mark Joseph has already turned a month old and we are indeed blessed.
Before my babies were born, I spent all my spare time in New England, working on baby quilts. I've managed to work on a quilt or two during the years, but nothing like when I was waiting on my babies, being a full-time new mom in Chepachet, RI. So, it's been a bit daunting to try to reach back into my creative self and try to figure out how to go about making a quilt for my first grandbaby. Well, thankfully, I can now report that I have started this project and hope it will be done in just a matter of days or possibly weeks....stay tuned.
As I reread my last posting, I was reminded that I had wanted to commemorate the anniversary of Mom Libby's passing on February 10th. However, I was busy that day taking my Mom and sister, Kathy to visit Mark Joseph and Christina. It's also difficult to go back to my last days with Mom because she was in an induced coma after suffering an aggressive type of infection. Every day was a one sided conversation about how much she was loved and needed on earth, yet assuring words of her place in heaven with Dad, if she was ready to accept Jesus as her savior. The talks we had in the times before her hospitalization never ended with the desired responses, but I have my faith that God reached down and accepted her delayed repentance and acceptance of His son during those final days in February when we prepared for her ultimate reunion with Dad. Their ashes were given their final resting place on the island where they first set eyes on each other, and I enjoy thinking of them spending eternity in youthful bliss on Lanes Island or enjoying their view of Old Harbor.
If you are in Kentucky, you are enjoying a beautiful snow covered picture out your windows. I can't begin to describe how awesome seeing the sun light up the sparkling snow is this morning. I have a quilt to put together and so many other things to do. I hope you are warm and safe and enjoying the blessings that God is bestowing on you today. Have a great day. luv, Susan
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