Feb 16Liked by Alice Goldbloom, Irene Templeman Walker
I have just reread this beautiful story. It is so good on so many levels. The 11 words that make up the last paragraph are simply brilliant. I wish I had written them.
Feb 11Liked by Alice Goldbloom, Irene Templeman Walker
I love the memories small things evoke and the stories that go with them. It’s wonderful to have small keepsakes from the people we love and lives they lived. One small item often carries so many many memories. Treasure them.
Feb 11Liked by Alice Goldbloom, Irene Templeman Walker
Irene, this is a beautiful tribute to your Granmarie who persevered with grace in spite of so many challenges. You paint a clear picture of that sewing nook below the stairs, which offered you a memorable treasure, that well-worn darning egg.
I have just reread this beautiful story. It is so good on so many levels. The 11 words that make up the last paragraph are simply brilliant. I wish I had written them.
This was a lovely read, very moving.
Perfect...
One of the best pieces to date.
a beautifully written story that had me thinking about the darning egg passed to me by my
old, handicapped by a stroke, mother-in-law. It had seen many a sock by the look of the
ruts in the wooden knob .. and it darned many a sock once it was in my possession. I still have
it tucked away... no socks to darn now.
Such a beautiful story that had me thinking about my own darning egg, inherited from my mum...still smooth and silken. What joy.
What a beautiful woman she must have been,
I love the memories small things evoke and the stories that go with them. It’s wonderful to have small keepsakes from the people we love and lives they lived. One small item often carries so many many memories. Treasure them.
Lovely.
And I still have my Grama’s darning egg 🧡
Brought tears. Thank you.
Irene, this is a beautiful tribute to your Granmarie who persevered with grace in spite of so many challenges. You paint a clear picture of that sewing nook below the stairs, which offered you a memorable treasure, that well-worn darning egg.
I felt Granmarie's shame, pain, and triumph through your beautiful description. Thank you.
Love how this begins in the nook and takes us on a journey - glad you kept that darning egg.