In November, 2013, my husband lost his battle to cancer. Nine months later, I moved to a smaller house, leaving all of his clothes in boxes in the garage in the new house, not willing to part with them yet having no room for them in the house.
Christmas of 2015, I decided to get a few pair of jeans out of their boxes and make something from them; something usable, that might trigger memories or even prompt conversations about him - I made aprons and pocket purses from my kids and grandkids. I have since seen pics of my granddaughter making muffins with her mom, wearing her Lolo's jean apron. My heart smiled to know that our little grand daughter who will never know her Lolo has something that was his, and will hear stories about him because of it.
It occurs to me that I am not the only widow with boxes, rubbermaid tubs, dresser drawers, extra closets, etc., filled with the unused clothing of a loved one; remnants no longer needed by their owner, but with potential usefulness for us who remain. But more than that, having the potential for memories and stories, for tears and laughter, for grieving and healing.
If you are like me, or know someone who is like me, let me help you get those special items out of their holding places and into a place where they can make your heart smile, too.
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