I lost my grandmother this past October and its still hard to accept that she’s really gone. After her passing, my grandfather left his house of 62 years, and moved to Georgia to live with my aunt and uncle. I didn’t get the opportunity to walk through his house after he moved, but some of my family did and they found this pillow I made for Grampy and Alice’s wedding present. I made it my senior year of highschool. I just cried and cried seeing it again. Its strange when you make a gift filled with so much love for those you give it to, and then receive it back. Alice’s passing hits me hard all over again. The ache is difficult and deep. I wonder sometimes if she knew just how much I really love her. I hope she did.
January 29, 2008
A project from the past