There is a sense of traveling downhill now, a sense of really actually possibly reaching my goal. I look at the partly completed gown with its pleated bodice, its 3/4 circle skirt draping just so, and the beginnings of an embroidered over-skirt at the doll’s feet, and I smile.
The over-skirt, with its lace medallions, pinned pleats, and sparkling beads hint at completion.
There is still work to be done. But the possibility of completing a project that almost undid me lifts my spirits. I no longer feel the frustration, the loss, the self-doubt. All of that has been replaced with beautiful joy that accompanies getting to do the work and recognizing the power in the process.
thank you, dear reader, for joining me on my adventure.