When my mother went blind at the young age of 47 she commenced to hand knit over 100 colorful blankets for family, friends and even strangers to prepare us all for her death. When she gave this precious gift.. she always said "Here is a hug from me"
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such memories are etched on the walls of loving hearts, tattooed on layers of the mind, though they hurt when made, they remain there to; return to, remember, and appreciate.
Your Author's note was an eloquent epilogue to this tenderly woven tribute.
read it and then re read after reading your authors notes..that was beyond touching..you mother sounds like she was an incredible woman, the strength of some people is humbling..thanks for sharing such a touching piece
the use of color and mood enrich the weaving creating exotic patterns for the reader to trace gently with attentive wonder~ how delicate and loving your author's note~ brings home the very heart of this write~
I Am Woman... I am Unique.. I am Beautiful.
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