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| It was to be a simple Christmas we decided.... Our first Christmas without Mom.... Things are different this year... And I came upon a pair of Mom's sweet little mittens. And then another pair and yet another... Over the many years of knitting these precious ornaments the sizes changed. "I love the little ones" Mom would say....I agreed at the time but now for some reason the larger ones have tugged at my heart...maybe because there is more of "Mom" in them..... They needed a place to gather this year...all the various shapes, sizes, and colors of Mom's mittens. A petite tree in a big old crock....Perfect.... And they make me smile every time I gaze at the tree. For they are memories....memories of picking out the perfect yarn,memories of watching Mom's collection grow in a her blue oval box, memories of finding just the right place in the store for them, memories of our customers being so excited to purchase them because Mom knit them. And Mom would smile when they did....for so many years..... The Love and Memories behind these mittens will never go away. Ever.... They live forever in our hearts.... Always remember that memories are made daily.... Each day brings forth something to treasure.... Our Christmas gifts sit on this dear little tree this year. And there couldn't be any better gifts.... Standing just three feet tall...it's the Grandest tree of all.... |
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| Merry Christmas Mom.... We miss you, and we know that you are with us.... In every memory we have...in all the love that we keep in our hearts... Merry Memory making to all this Christmas Season...... |
