A few years ago my elderly mother had to leave her apartment in the Veteran's Housing Development; the place she called home for most of her married life. Her family had grown up and out and the housing authority needed her spacious three bedroom apartment for another growing family. They transferred her to a smaller apartment in an Elderly Housing Complex nearby. Quietly she did not go! The family got together and helped her clear out what she couldn't take with her and packed what she wanted to keep. We stored the rest. The new living quarters was much smaller and each item's use was weighed and assessed carefully. That is how I got the bag of my grandmother's handmade, crocheted doilies. Happily I accepted them as I could see their future potential. We moved my mother into her new living situation; the adjustment was difficult for her. She mourned the memories she felt she was leaving behind. She and my father had raised their six children in that home and had enjoyed a happy marriage. Sadly 35 years ago and at the age of 60 my dad passed away leaving his 52 year old widow to fend for herself. He was too young to die and my mother was broken hearted. Her children rallied around her. Shortly afterwards it was clear that her own mother,my grandmother would need help and could no longer live alone. She moved in with my mother and happily lived out her final years. She passed away in 1994. Well, my mother finally moved. She had no choice if she wanted to live independently. Eventually she settled in and has adjusted nicely. She has grown to actually love her new neighborhood and her neighbors like her. This year as Valentines' Day approached I happened across the bag of old, or should I say "vintage" doilies. Age had discolored them but surprisingly they were intact. I soaked them clean and blocked them. I then fashioned the pillowcase in a simple envelope style and sewed the doily in place.I visited my now 87 year old mother the day before the holiday and gave her the pillow. She was genuinely thrilled. She has remarked that she loves having something handmade by her mother on her sofa. It has invoked many happy memories. This is my mom below. (her picture is posted here with her permission!)
Happy Valentine's Day Mom, I Love You!