She sent them to me.
She handwrote me a letter.
In it, she explained:
"Mom taught you to knit socks.
We never got around to that lesson.
I want you to have my first pair.
I hope they fit."
Not only did her wool socks fit,
but they matched one of the last gifts
her mom ever sent me.
I sent photos to explain -
The Warm Exchange.
to STRETCH our imaginations,
ambitions and dreams.
Sometimes those people
help us remember:
who we are,
about what we are passionate
and how we can live with ZEST!
Through them, we are blessed.
Tusen takk, Else-mor!
1 comment:
May they warm your heart as well as you feet!
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