September 27, 2005

New Fruit From the Old Tree

A Heavily laden Apple tree near Noel, Missouri


First a breaking News bit. The tests and cultures came back and I have a staph infection. A cold one, sort of in a "silent running" condition as my submariner husband said. Well, the blessed thing roared last night, I have a fever and all the symptoms of the bad flu, and its shrinking.My body began finally to fight it off. The antibiotic I have started taking will finish it off. Thank You ever so much for your prayers, they worked. The doctor said to come in if I didnt feel better in a day or so, and to raise the hygene level if the thing bursts, which we hope not.

So no cancer, I can get on with my life... So what do I want to do? I am no Martha Stewart, housework all day will lead to sloth and dalliance at the computer. I miss having something to go to and be a part of. I miss the jewelry business. I realize this everytime I get a trade magazine, or see a commercial from a local shop. The blogging of my friend Luz of Luz En Invierno tempts me to try my hand at creating again.

I dont want to open a store again. But I do want back into the business, so as I was upacking cartons, I saw the big polishing machine that we were unable to sell in Hawaii, and I remembered that the Drouhard's had offered a free refresher course in jewelry repair should I want to take it. When we took their course a year ago we were living 5000 miles away and found it hard to see how we could do it.

Well, now we live 800 miles away, roughly as far as we are from Houston, which we made in a days drive. The only stipulation is that another paying student needs to be taking the class at the same time and at this point no one is signed up but that can change quickly, and often people sign up just before the class starts. So I am praying and preparing to drive to Ohio and spend two weeks relearning the repair trade. I am really excited and hopeful about it.

Its an adventure. I guess that I am not through with my portion of The Journey. Its the door opening to a new vision, one that I will be following alone. It new fruit from the old tree, that is ment for me... I cant wait to taste it.