I am a wife and mother. I am the granddaughter of Bessie and daughter of Mary: two women who passed down to me their love of needlework. Now, I see their hands and continue to feel their unwavering love and guidance with each stitch that my hands make. I love hydrangeas, peonies, poppies and periwinkle blue. There is a soft place in my heart for things showing age. Perhaps because I pray to still be cherished when I grow old.
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4 comments:
This is what I painted on my sewing room wall. Happy Sunday to you, Jan! Hope you have a wonderful day!
That is what I finally learned a few months ago. Hit me like a fallen tree branch.
Hope you have a blessed day.
That reminds me of a sign I have in the store... The most important things in life are not things.
Absolutely true! Some things that seem so obvious take us years to learn. Or, some "hit you over the head" event.
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