Years ago, I made really beautiful monogrammed linens for my sister. I had more time than money and just lavished every bit of my talent on them. She is in the process of downsizing and came across these beautiful linens. Her last name doesn’t match and my daughter’s does, so she sent them to her.
I have made bales of sweaters and cross stitch and what all and they are eventually retuning to me–not because they weren’t loved but because I was.
What a compliment on a day when I really needed one!