I don't normally "do" hearts.
As a mother of two boys I do, however, "do" cowboys and bucking horses when it seems right.
This little pillow, measuring 15x15 is for an old friend.
It is made from scraps she gave me close to 25 years ago, from shirts she was making her own two little boys, who I adored.
Her youngest, Jason, died 12 years ago this month, at the age of 16.
I've never been able to part with these scraps, and finally made them into a heart, for Debbie.
It just felt right, to let her know that we remember and still love her Jason, after all these years.
5 comments:
Your friend will be very touched and love the pillow.
That's lovely.
Isn't it great to be a maker and be able to put all of those memories, thoughts, and love into a pillow!!! It is full of meaning and is so much more than a pillow!!
Beautiful! Such a fitting tribute to your love for each other and for the memory of her son. You are a great friend!
You did a very wonderful thing Sarah. A mother's worst nightmare for your poor friend and her family. I know that it must have touched her heart to be given such a poignant reminder of your love for her son.
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