It is sort of silly the things I fear. Not like boogy man fear, but more personal fear. You know, like making that apron that looks super hard and you wonder if it will turn out like the one in the picture - so the pattern sits - you know - like forever, or sewing a zipper (I know. Right? It's just a freakin zipper!), or the fear of sounding like a big dork because I shared from the heart on my blog. Trust me, I have hit "copy all, delete" on more posts than I care to admit!
But today I will start by posting about, yes, a fear (I am not allowing my fingers close proximity to the delete button!). And even though I faced it head on, I can say with all honesty, the fear is still there. But at least I am walking toward the fire and not away from it - this time around. That counts for something, right?! wink.
Remember my scattered quilt post? There's something I left out. I have wrestled about listing it in my little etsy shop. And because I hyper analyze life as I know it, to death, it just sat. I love this quilt, I loved making it, I loved hand quilting it, I loved binding it, I loved washing and drying it, I even loved photographing it like a favorite child! But I was really wanting to list it for sale.
So, we will see what happens. Fear faced, beloved quilt listed, growing through the process. wink.