Today our word is SPECIAL.
Special day, special gift, special needs, special someone, the list goes on, but what takes us out of the norm to become ‘Special’?
Hubby said he knew there was something special about me within an hour of us meeting (bless him, and he’d only had half a pint). It took me a little longer to realise we had a special relationship, which over the years has only got better.
As you know, I make my own cards, and for that Special Someone, like Hubby or my Mum, I’d make a special one. It wouldn’t necessarily be the biggest, or most intricate (I can’t do the fiddly stuff so much now anyway), but it would be a one off, and I’d perhaps taken a little more care to get things ‘just so’ for the trimmings, or the finishing touch of a verse inside.
This was the last one I made for Mum, it was for her birthday last year.
I’d made a special Christmas card too with polar bears on it and written a poem which was put on matching card then laminated so that it kept nice. I didn’t take pictures as everything was such a rush to get down to see her last December, but she wasn’t well when we arrived and slept most of the time I was there. I like to think she did see them before she was taken into hospital on Christmas Eve with a broken wrist.
She was a Special Lady, but then most Mums are.
Photo: February 2017