A Rememberance

This is my nephew's beautiful family.  The photo family photo was taken my my Darling Niece about seven years ago.  The photo has aged enough to become a loved memory, so I included it on a clutch purse that I made for my nephew's wife.  She is a lovely person, who is a devoted mother.  

I felt that this could be fun to carry,  maybe a conversation starter and a way to not brag about one's children but allow the world to see them.


I do enjoy the transfer paper and I try to find ways to include in  my exploration of purses.

My "Dancing Mama"

Toward the end of my Mother's life, a woman came into her life who had made her living being a dancer. They became friendly and my Mother found out that this woman tapped danced. For the exchange of a lunch on Saturdays, this woman would teach my Mother to tap dance. This went very well. My Mother was thrilled to learn something that she had wanted to learn all her life. The other woman (who had no family) enjoyed the encounter with my Mother's. I always worked on Saturday and sometimes my son would be with me. So, this woman experienced the multi-generation of a family.

Other friends heard of the lessons and wanted to learn as well. There were too many woman, so they moved the lessons to the Senior Citizens Center. From there, these woman decided to entertain the retirement homes around town. All of these woman blossomed with the experience.

My Mother got to sing and dance. The last years of her life were full and enjoyable. And I was very happy for her.

When my granddaughter saw pictures of my Mother, she wanted to meet her. My son explained that she had died. And my granddaughter, seeing the pain in my son's eyes, said "That's alright Papa. My Dancing Grandma is in my heart"

My Mother is the little one on the right in the photo.