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Another Year Older

Quilt Therapy Posted on August 23, 2012 by TK HarrisonAugust 20, 2012

Today, I turn 48-years-old.  In my family, that is a huge milestone that I am so very happy to reach.  I am not afraid to tell folks my age because to me, it means I have surpassed another year that my parents and my older brother did not get to enjoy on this earth. 

There are a lot of family genetics on both sides of my family that can obviously be deadly.  My father and older brother died at the ages of 36 and 34 respectively, of brain aneurysms.  My mother committed suicide (intentional or not) when she was 35.  For me, being alive another year is a major accomplishment that I am quite proud of.  I want to raise my children.  I want to live long enough for them to succeed at whatever they choose to do after they graduate from high school.  I want to enjoy my husband as much as possible. 

I want to LIVE life to its fullest!

Now that I have MS, I can still do all of those things – though perhaps not with as much zeal as I had before the MS was diagnosed and as the disease progresses.  But, I *want* to still do everything I can to make sure that my children have their mother for as long as possible. 

So, I may be another year older but these four kids of ours are reason enough to embrace all that life has to offer, to the best of my ability, and grow old with my husband and find joy in all the big and little things that our children accomplish.

My foster parents are taking me out to dinner tonight…and we will have our own little family celebration when I return home.

Go ahead – celebrate with me!

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My Kids and Libraries

Quilt Therapy Posted on August 22, 2012 by TK HarrisonAugust 20, 2012

As I’ve bragged talked about before, our four children are bibliophiles as much my husband and myself are.  Every single one of us have one or more books we are reading on any given day.  When we are going somewhere, I always ask them to pack an auto busy-bag.  When the kids were younger, they would put books and toys in their bags.  Now that we have a tweenager and three teenagers, their bags have less and less toys in them and can usually be found to have some type of music (iPod, CD player, etc.), their earphones, drawing pencils and paper – and BOOKS.  If we are just going on a short drive, perhaps to church, the kids will just grab a book to read in the auto on the 30 minute drive to town.

We have more bookshelves filled with books in our house than we do dressers.  More books in our house than toys.  More books in our house than cooking or baking paraphernalia!  We clean out the books that our children have surpassed reading levels and immediately, the bookshelves magically fill up with more books that are at or above their reading levels – which the kids have been keeping in their rooms because the main set of bookshelves in our living room was overflowing.

I’ve often made a joke of my kids checking out encyclopedias from our local library.  I’ve done this because when my husband was young (before he was old enough to go to school), his folks had a set of home encyclopedias and he read them over and over and even marked some of his favorite pages.  His mother still has those encyclopedias and they still have his bookmarks or lines he put in the oh so many years ago.

But, it’s not a joke that reading can take you anywhere you want to go and our kids have learned that very well.  Whether it’s a novel to a far away land, a history book to learn about a point and time in history or even an illustrated guide to all birds in the world – my kids will read them.  And check them out, over and over again.

Our son was probably the most difficult to get to read.  He is very bright, but he got SO BORED with reading.  Part of that is my fault because I homeschooled him for Kindergarten using the books and teacher’s guide that I was told to buy by a dear friend in the educational field.  What I didn’t realize was that it was a two-year book – it was to teach a child to read for both Kindergarten AND First grade.  Well, darn, someone should have told me that because my son plowed through the entire two-year’s worth of the reading program in less than four months!  Which meant any other book we bought for his age and grade level was actually BELOW his abilities.  Boredom set in and he would refuse to read.  When the action adventure books really became popular, I let him check one out of our local library.  My husband was appalled, thinking all our son was doing was reading comics.  I requested the library to add more of those types of books because my son read and re-read those action adventure books time and time again!  The kids were even gifted with an action adventure children’s Bible – and I dare anyone to try to best our young prodigy with Bible trivia because he read that children’s Bible so much, the cover fell off!  And when we go to church, he will listen to Pastor’s sermon and many times, pick up the Bible that is in the pew, just so he can check out a wider concept of the Scripture that Pastor is preaching on.  The library honored my request and got more action adventure books in and our son’s reading escapades flew through the roof!  Although he may still check out an action adventure book when he goes to the library, he will also check out much larger chapter books.  His reading level is now three or four grades above his actual grade in school according to the state’s standardized testing.

Our three daughters have never had any issues with reading.  They, too, all read above their actual grade level and occasionally my husband or I will have to read through a book the girls have picked out just to make sure it has appropriate content for someone their age.

Libraries, to our kids, are like theme parks to other kids.  It’s just amazing how we can go into any library (even if they cannot check out books) and they will all become so engrossed in what they are reading or studying that we have to search them out when it’s time to leave.  If we have a little time to kill in town, the first thing they want to do is head to the library. 

This week, our youngest daughter and I we are spending it with my third foster parents.  My foster mother volunteers at her local library, mostly working on crafts for the young reader’s program.  My daughter came to me yesterday and asked if she could go help Grandma M at the library when she volunteers this week.  She didn’t ask to go swimming.  She didn’t ask to go to the mall.  She didn’t ask to go visit someone.  She was all excited to be able to spend a couple of hours in a library!  On Tuesday this week she was pretty much on her own as my foster mother had to do some data entry that she has been working on.  And WOW was that kid excited to be able to read and read for two hours!!!  On Thursday, my foster mother is going to take a break from her data entry and work on the kids’ crafts so that my daughter can help her – which is a great way to keep the youngster busy and to give my foster mother one-on-one time with my daughter.

Ah, the joys of some good parts of our parenting that all of our children love sure brings joy to their parents!

 

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Live and In-Person Quilt Lessons

Quilt Therapy Posted on August 20, 2012 by TK HarrisonAugust 20, 2012

I am spending a couple of weeks with my third foster family.  I got my foster mother interested in quilting when she came to Texas to visit us over Thanksgiving a couple of years ago.  Since I believe all quilters are constantly in the learning process, she informed me that one of the things she wanted to learn while I was here was how to improve on her piecing techniques – such as having her points line up better.

So, we have been quilting!  I have made two prayer shawls since I’ve been here already and am cutting out another quilt.  It’s a bit of a challenge for me to have someone watch me while I work since I usually am alone in my sewing room at home, enjoying my quilt therapy with just a few interruptions of my kids.  She doesn’t talk much while I’m working except to ask a question or two about what I’m doing and how I’m doing it.  Unfortunately for her, I am probably not much help on the techniques she wanted the help with since I’ve been quilting nearly 30 years.  She was stunned at how near-perfect my points came out on my blocks when she saw that I didn’t do anything special to make that happen.  I explained that if you cut your pieces correctly and you sewed the blocks together with a steady one-quarter inch seam allowance – all of the piecing should come out correctly.  I know that’s not much help to a newby quilter, but it’s all I’ve got! 🙂

Once I finish cutting out this next quilt and piece it, I will leave it with her to hand-quilt as she does a great job and really enjoys her time at her quilt frame. 

So, if you are a new quilter and want to learn how to quilt without taking classes – see if you can find a more experienced quilter to work with you.  Just by watching them and their personal processes, you may be able to improve your techniques (especially if you are a visual learner).  It’s been fun for me and the questions have been good ones.  I surely would have loved to learn more about quilting through watching someone else when I first started out; though I taught myself through books, I could have perfected my own techiques quicker if I had the luxury of watching someone with more know-how and tips long before I felt I was finally piecing a quilt with accuracy.

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Five Minutes in Utopia

Quilt Therapy Posted on July 25, 2012 by TK HarrisonJuly 24, 2012

I have seen the movie “Seven Days in Utopia” about five or six times.  After the first time, I realized I really didn’t LISTEN to it.  So, the next few times I watched it, I made sure to listen while I watched the movie.  It captivated me.  It spoke to me.  The ending?  Yeah, I didn’t like it one bit.  Not the first few times I watched the movie.  And then, it struck me.  The ending wasn’t what was important – just as the movie showed the game of golf wasn’t the be all, end all in life.

What is even more cool is that Utopia, Texas is less than an hour south of where we live.  For the last couple of weeks, we have driven through Utopia to take our middle daughter to Girl Scout camp.

I spotted the church that was in the movie the first time we drove through Utopia.  It is really a United Methodist church but in the movie it was portrayed as just a United Christian church:

The second time we drove through Utopia, I saw the cafe that was featured in the beginning of the movie, the Lost Maples Cafe (although I believe the sign in the movie was different than the actual sign on the cafe):

Although I never found the cemetery that was in the movie, my daughter did inform me that the river scene that was funny in the movie was filed at Camp La Jita, the Girl Scout camp on the Sabinal River where she has been volunteering for these last two weeks:

Utopia is close to home and although golf is not something I really care about, the movie isn’t really about golf.  It’s about life.  It’s about loving what you do enough to forget the win and remember the process to get there.  And it’s about giving your troubles to God.  What a profound and amazing movie.  And Utopia?  Definitely a great place to film this movie.  Because Utopia is not a dream – and neither is life.

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Sissy Chicken Farmers

Quilt Therapy Posted on July 12, 2012 by TK HarrisonJuly 12, 2012

My girls call my husband a sissy farmer.  The man has a Bachelor’s Degree in Range and Wildlife Management.  He has a Master’s Degree in Agricultural Education.  And he has a PhD in Practical Arts and Vocational Technical Education focusing on Agricultural Education and Agricultural Mechanics.  He is NOT a sissy farmer!

But, what they fail to recognize is that because of their emotional attachments to all stock we may have on our ranchita, they have coined him with a name that is totally because of THEM!   They name anything and everything that we have – our chickens, our turkeys, even bugs and snakes they may find and catch and try to keep (nope, bugs and snakes belong outside until you live on your own).  I’ve even seen them name a spider that was building a web on our patio – watching her everyday to see how much work she’d done or what flying insects she’d collected for food.  I cringed but kept my thoughts to myself.  I don’t want my insecurities to affect my kids – they deserve to get their own insecurities!

We are on round three of hatching eggs.  Last year, the girls incubated a batch of eggs and we had 17 chicks that lived.  A month later, some critter got into their pen and slaughtered every single one of them – didn’t eat them, though.  Just left dead chicks littering our land.  Carnage.

Then they incubated another batch of eggs later in the year.  From that batch, we have seven hens and one roostser that are free-range chickens – though we put them in the coop at night.

A month ago, one of those hens got broody and decided she was going to sit on her eggs.  We’ve had turkeys and guineas do this before, but never one of our chickens.  My husband said to leave her and see what happens.  We marked all of her original eggs so we’d know which ones she began roosting on, but all of the rest of the hens kept depositing eggs in the same bin in the coop – I know there were over 20 eggs at one point (and the number has grown since then).  There were so many eggs her little body couldn’t cover them!

Last Saturday, we noticed one egg was cracked and hatching.  Unfortunately, during the night, the mama hen killed two babies who hatched.  We think she was trying to help them out of their eggs and accidentally killed them with her beak – at least that’s what we told the kids! 

So, my husband set up “Operation Chickie” once again in one of the bathrooms.  This consists of a large Rubbermaid box with a heat lamp, sawdust shavings in the bottom of the box and a water and feed bowl.  We decided once the kids saw an egg that looked like it was beginning to hatch, they were to bring in into the house and place it in the new chickie box so it could hatch without assistance from mama hen.  All seems to be fine although we had one chick die because it could not hatch itself, we now have 11 lively chicks making a LOT of noise in the bathroom and driving the dogs nuts.  🙂 (the photo shows nine chicks but we had two more hatch since I took the photo):

Looks like we’re in the Sissy Chicken Farmer business again!

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