Handmade, painstakingly.
Fingers gnarled and bent.
Made with love, heartbreakingly,
Through the post sent
Just for you.
Mum’s last birthday card May 2017
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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
Card is cute but the words.. some memories are so bitter sweet they confuse you
Aww, so poignant and sad.
Mum loved her card.
It’s a beautiful card, and specially made for her. She must be very happy.
The last one I made for her was for Christmas 2017. I’m not too sure if she ever saw it as when we visited, she wasn’t well and asleep apart from a few seconds. My sister never told me if she’d seen it. I know she loved the ones I made for her, but I expect my sster has got rid of them all now.
That would be such a shame!
No reason for Sis to keep them..
I know. It’s the sentimental attachment.
❤
Best card and gesture !
thank you
How lovely that you made cards for your Mum. I know she treasured them. Your poem is a treasure, too. Thanks for sharing.
🙂