This sweatshirt hid in the back of my hall closet only to surface several months ago. I knew it wasn't mine although it did look very familiar. I thought that maybe it belonged to April. So, when she last visited I asked her if she wanted it back. I was surprised when she said, "It's not mine." Hmmm, then where did it come from?? April replied, "Wasn't it Grandma's??". Then it hit me and I remembered her wearing this sweatshirt. It had been in my hall closet, unused, for over ten years. It's not unused now!! I love to wear this sweatshirt. I feel my mother's love wrapped around me when I have it on and it makes me happy. I miss my mom today, the first Mother's Day since her passing. However, a mother's love is felt from beyond the grave.
Abraham Lincoln said,
“All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother”
2 comments:
That is very sweet!
What a sweet find..and so close to mother's day...what a way to make you feel loved. Enjoy.
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