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Treasures from Aunt Honey

You have heard me mention my Aunt Honey. She is in a nursing home connected to a feeding tube. My Aunt Hen visits her every day for 3 hours each day.


Recently My Aunt Hen came to accept that her sister will not be returning home. So she asked me to come and get all her clothing. Some of the clothes when to my cousin Lucy, the rest came to me.


The clothing is out date and for someone much older then I am but I am determine to make something usable out of each and every item that I had received from her.


I have been thinking about it daily and still have not decided where to start. I know I have to get started soon because they have taken over the sewing room.



This is just some of them. Other are folded up and place in the mattress that sits on the floor in my sewing room.

Aunt Honey never talked much she was born with some mental challenges but she took great care of us when we were little kids. She cooked for us and played games with us. Then She suffered a stroke and she was not as active as before but we still tried to find different ways to include her in our fun. As time went on we took more care of her than she did of us and that was OK.

It is very hard to see her unresponsive in a nursing home. She was active person. So I want to create items that will be used on a regular basis. Her belonging can be active even if she is not.

I want each items to reflect the love she had for us and our love for her. I want each item to be a little treasure given to us from Aunt Honey.
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Annie said…
Make something nice - I'm sure you will. I'm glad you loved my poppy. It was just magnificent first hand.
November 28, 2008 at 4:49 PM
Boo said…
Do you know how to quilt? A quilt made from all of the clothes would be a wonderful reminder.
November 29, 2008 at 6:44 AM
Gailavon said…
I thought about a quilt as well.
December 1, 2008 at 2:13 PM
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