Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you enjoy a relaxing, blessed day with the ones you care about. I am looking forward to spending time with my family, chowing down on turkey and mashies (mashed potatoes), and overall being grateful for all I have in this world.
I was thinking about just how grateful I am while I was working on my sister's purse this evening. While hand-sewing (yes, I said hand!) the seams of the lining, I reflected back on the things we faced growing up, as well as the things that forced us to truly grow up. As I whipstitched the lining into the bag, I remembered the actual stitches she had to get when she cut the bridge of her nose while learning to walk. She still has a faint scar there. As I tied the satin bow, I thought of the beautiful niece she gave me, and how I once noticed she too had a line across the bridge of her nose, her mother's mark so to speak.
Have you ever felt so full of emotion you could burst? That's how I felt tonight, thinking about my sister and the amazing woman she's become. I held her as a baby, and I was lucky enough to be in the room as she had hers. Maybe I will tuck a copy of this post into her purse for Christmas so she can know that it's no ordinary purse she's getting, that it's all the love I have for her wrapped up in black yarn and tied with a red ribbon.
Could I tell her all this when I see her tomorrow? Sure I could, but it would ruin my tough big sister act.
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