The miracles and moments of our lives...
Showing posts with label Mama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mama. Show all posts

Sunday, January 22, 2012

A quilt times 2!!


My Mama is so full of love and sweetness!
Do you hear me?!?!

For Christmas, my sister and I had one present under the tree. The same size box, each adorned with some tulle and a fresh cotton boll; and that got me to thinking! What could it be?!?!

Mama always has projects she's working on: clothes for the kiddos, quilts, table-runners, scarves (to name a few)...I always say that these things are "made with love." 11 years ago, she and I picked out some fabric so that she could make a quilt for me, we decided on a blue and white collection. A couple of years ago, my sister picked out some black and white fabric. All this to say, I knew that Mama had been working on the quilts, very diligently over the last year. She had been on a couple of retreats, where she did nothing but quilt! The more I thought about it, the more excited I got when it was time to open presents, I just knew it had to be our quilts!





Thank you, MAMA!!! I know these were made with lots and lots of LOVE!!!
PS, this is one of my most favorite adult Christmas presents...just sayin!

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Forever Friends

These ladies are my forever friends. The crazy thing is that we're all related, and it may seem odd, but they are just so special to me. Even though I did not get the memo on wearing beige, I still love them...just kidding about the memo! The sweet lady on the left is my aunt Melinda, next is my sister, Lori, then me (in the magenta shirt, not beige), and then my mama; Mama and Melinda are sisters. When we were in GA, Greg and my Daddy watched all the kids while we went out; we had the best time, I'm already looking forward to our next night out (in 6 months, since I live kinda far away from them). Even when Lori and I were young, we all did stuff together; like shop, go to the beach, just hang out. So, as adults, it's only natural for us to be together. I feel like they know me at my best and my worst, and they still love me. We laugh and cry together; we share our hearts and dreams and concerns. We pray for each other. We talk by phone, alot; we can pick up right where we left off, always. These ladies are what I call, "my girls." What they don't know is that I feel like I'm the most blessed one!