Life my analogy

Life, I think, is like making a quilt 

You start with all the raw materials you need. So many choices 

You choose the the ones you want from the many, and keep those. 

You discard the others. Sometimes you can go and get them back. But mostly they go

And you never see them again 

So if you need to. You take the bits and bobs of what you have and you “stitch” them together to make them fit your needs 

Compromise and accept what you get and make it better 

Making something new from the beginnings of what you had 

Then there is the hard,  long,  boring pinning it all together years .

The history, and the foundation 

This takes many years, years where nothing special happens, but everyday memories are being forged to be looked later. 

When their true value is discovered 

As the years go. Your left to slowly consolidate on your own. 

Not forgotten, but only needed to lend the occasional hand 

The years when finally you are your priority, the slowing down years. 

Still active to an extent. But the fast boil of those past years has gone 

Until your finally left with the finished quilt. 

To look back on. And to admire. For good or bad. 

It’s all your work and it’s time to rest under those warm memories and relax 

Do you agree? 

See ya xxx