“Sometimes she gave me a small piece of cloth and a threaded needle and we’d work together, conversation at a minimum except for the occasional praise or a kiss on my cheek….”
Cathy, I so loved your story and cherish the image of a thread perpetually running thru your heart. I never knew my grandparents, but my dad was a master tailor and so I continue to keep his box of many colored threads and chalks. I often repeat his story to my grandchildren and hope they can remember me as beautifully as you remember your grandmother- thank you❤️
Beautifully written! As someone who did not have sweet, loving grandmothers (they didn't speak English, were sickly, or had dementia). I always love hearing good grandma stories, thank you!
What imagery...from beginning..."The babies slept in dresser drawers made soft with quilts pieced from fabric ends."...to end..."I felt as if I’d threaded the needle of time itself and a running stitch had been sewn into my heart."...Absolutely spectacular! Thank you for sharing your story so visually.
Cathy, I so loved your story and cherish the image of a thread perpetually running thru your heart. I never knew my grandparents, but my dad was a master tailor and so I continue to keep his box of many colored threads and chalks. I often repeat his story to my grandchildren and hope they can remember me as beautifully as you remember your grandmother- thank you❤️
So touching. I’m more than sure your grands will remember you and your Dad as I did mine. Thank you for reading.
Beautifully written! As someone who did not have sweet, loving grandmothers (they didn't speak English, were sickly, or had dementia). I always love hearing good grandma stories, thank you!
I’m so sorry you missed having that but love luckily comes from all directions❤️
I have similar items and memories but of my Mom. Thank you for recreating this image for me.
So glad my words brought her back to you.
What imagery...from beginning..."The babies slept in dresser drawers made soft with quilts pieced from fabric ends."...to end..."I felt as if I’d threaded the needle of time itself and a running stitch had been sewn into my heart."...Absolutely spectacular! Thank you for sharing your story so visually.
My goodness. Thank you so much.
Beautifully written tribute to your grandmother. Thanks!
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.