One memory went back at least sixty years when she spoke of making/sewing my two older brothers button up shirts for school. She taught me a lesson that day of just how long kind words can be remembered. She spoke of being introduced to another mother. The other mother was trying to connect my mother to her children. When the other mother connected her to my brothers she said; "Oh, you are the mother that makes those really nice button up shirts for your boys." My mother beamed with pride as she remembered those words some sixty years later.
The nine aprons my mother completed while she was here do not showcase the perfected sewing skills that she once had but, they are a perfect example of one of the ways that she has demonstrated her love for her family throughout her life. I will love seeing my grandchildren in the aprons that a pair of very loved hands created. I will be sure to take this as an opportunity to remind my grandchildren just how much their great grandma loves them!
2 comments:
Shelley,
I had to look twice at those hands...I thought I saw my mother! I think our mothers were taught well, but by whom!
I know, I think of that a lot. It only takes one generation to turn things around. It can be turned for good or bad. Luckily, our mothers headed us in the right direction.
My mom speaks about her Grandma Gambles frequently. She must have had a good and loving impact on her as a girl.
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