Tuesday, April 28, 2009

A Special Memory

When I was a little girl, my grandpa..or Dear as my sister and I called him, made me a little chair. I loved it because it was just my size..cute and white and perfect for a little girl to sit in. We managed to keep it around for Ryan to be able to use it for a while..until it broke one day. It was hard for me think that something Dear had made me was no longer able to be enjoyed by my little ones..for Dear passed away a few years ago now. But in redoing the craft room, I was able to save a small piece from my chair to keep as a remembrance of Dear..the piece with my name. It now sits on the top of my desk where I can glance at it and smile and think of all the fun times we had together.
Here is Ryan sitting in my chair and clapping.

Here is the piece that sits on my desk.

1 comment:

Ny said...

I love the pic. Ryan was so little, tear... tear... Wow. How he has changed.