I thought about Brian's mom and how her quilts keep my children warm at night. I thought about the sweaters, hats, and mittens she makes for them each year (and a sweater for me this year, which I love!) I thought about the wedding quilt she made us and the afghan that decorates our sofa.
I thought about my mom and her needlework, which decorates both kids' rooms. I thought about her baskets that decorate my kitchen and family room, holding napkins, magazines, and bread. I thought about the baby quilts she made.
I thought about my aunts and Brian's aunt and the baby afghans and quilts that they made. The pillowcases, the baskets, the stuffed animals, and dress up clothes for my kids.
I thought about the afghans and pillow from my dad's mom in the playroom, and the rag rug from his great grandma.
I thought about the afghan and baby sweaters from my own childhood that were made by my mom's mom.
I am overwhelmed. I am so fortunate. Thank you - for all that you've offered and given. Happy Mother's Day.
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