We’ve never completely lost touch, but lately, we’ve been talking several times a week to catch up the past few years.
She told me how much she LOVED coming to my house when she was a kid and how much my Mother meant to her until the day she died. We never once talked about what was on the kitchen wall in our house until 1963.
(Wait for it!)
A couple of days later, Teresa told me she was feeling inspired to pick up her art which she hadn’t done in a long, LONG time. She’d decided to do personalized Christmas cards, each with a unique picture on it of a rose.
She sent me one of these precious keepsakes, and I immediately started a search for one of the two potholders my mother had crocheted when she and Daddy married in 1949. FOUND IT!
She had them both hanging on her kitchen wall until 1963. To me, this is NOT a coincidence.
