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Not Necessarily a Blog::.
If you know anything about web blogs (AKA blogs), you
know that there is a journal by the author and then an
opportunity to post your own comments. In that
respect, QuiltTherapy.com is not a blog. Your
comments, opinions and assistance are important ... but,
negativity is not (see below). Therefore, we
offer you the chance to post a comment or question ...
but, those posts are screened before they appear on
QuiltTherapy.com.
My father died of a brain aneurysm when I was 11 and my
mother abandoned myself and my siblings two months
later. I was sent to live in a series of foster
homes, finally ending up with an aunt & uncle when I
turned 15.
Enter the therapists <insert that elephant marching
music from The Jungle Book>!
Have you ever been to a therapist? It's been many
years since I've required the services of a counselor -
in fact, since before I started quilting - but, my
verbalizations were not met with life-altering decisions
or with answers. My counselors basically showed me
the way to make my own decisions. They weren't
judgmental, they weren't decisive ... they offered
positive reinforcement to the good things I said and
grunts to the not-so-good things. In the end, they
helped me find myself as an individual, as a member of a
family and as a soon-to-be productive member of society.
Therapists do not say ugly things! At least none
that I ever visited with.
As time evolved, quilting became my therapy. As I
was cutting up material and putting it back together, I
realized that life was the same. There were pieces
and I had to put them together - if I did it right, I
made something lovely ... if I didn't do it right, the
results were disastrous.
Why pay a therapist when you can quilt?
I hope you enjoy what QuiltTherapy.com has to offer -
who knows, perhaps quilting will become your therapy,
too!
If you have comments or questions, feel free to email me
at qt (at) quilttherapy.com.
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