I finally "finished" this one. Because it feels like enough. Even though it seems like I could mend it into being forever. In Memory of our Michelle. I notice how my eyes come to rest after a while, on the Karma-Patch. There is true peace for me there. In how it is. And then how I feel about it. I realize storycloth is a ceremony, a celebration for me. How I can, because I want to celebrate it all.