Friday, November 1, 2013

A Gift From My Brother

A box arrived in the mail.  I knew it was coming.  My brother sent it to celebrate the birth of Henry and future little Lynchs.  When I opened it, I started to cry. 
These sweaters were made by my Mother about 60 years ago.  My Mother has been gone for 20 years and I still miss her.  We have very few family heirlooms since my parents grew up during the Depression. I am the baby of the family.  I  knew she knitted sweaters for my brother and sister, but by the time I came along, my parents had achieved the status of the middle class.  My Mother then spent more time shopping than knitting. Back then handmade was homemade, and it had a stigma to it. I sadly never saw anything that she created.

It's hard to explain how I felt when I opened the box and picked up each sweater and touched the yarn that she had touched.  The sweaters were in such good shape and they were gorgeous.
 It was such a hear felt moment for me.

This was my Brother's gift for my grandson.  I really have no idea of how the sweaters came into his possession nor how he tracked them down. But he knew how much this work of our Mother's hands would mean to me. It was the utmost gift of love.  I never knew she was so talented. 


This is the only one that needs a little TLC - a new zipper and a little stain removal. 
I look forward to being a part of our family history.

Henry will have to share these if there are future cousins and siblings, but I don't think he'll mind. 
 I am sure I will cry again when I see my Mother's hands keeping my grandchild(ren) warm.

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12 comments:

  1. Wonderful connection between the generations. How amazing that your grandson will wear his great-grandmothers' beautifully handmade and homemade handicraft creations.

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  2. The sweaters your mom made are beautiful and she did beautiful work, much better than store bought.
    It is funny how we hated hand me downs and hand made, now we want them;)

    Debbie

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  3. Oh my gosh, Cheryl. You're making me cry.
    I wish my mom sewed. She did do her own hemming. I should save all the hems!
    Our children won't suffer from a lack of things their mothers sewed, fortunately!

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  4. They are gorgeous! My mom knit us lots of sweaters. Wish I had one now to hand down. You are very lucky!

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  5. What a wonderful, meaningful gift! You have a terrific brother! You will have to put labels in the sweaters so future generations will know who made them!

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  6. Wow, I have goosebumps. What an awesome gift. Who'd have thought that a man could run so deep?:) My mom's been gone 30+ years (she was only 50) and I can relate to missing her so much!! Brings tears to my eyes.

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  7. What a thoughtful gift from your brother. Her work is just beautiful too. I see where you get your talent!

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  8. These are lovely and so special.

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  9. How thoughtful, meaningful, wonderful and many other adjectives that could be used. Now you need to be sure to get pictures of your grandchildren in them. Now your family will have to decide which new 'forever box' they will be stored in. Enjoy!

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  10. They are beautiful! You made me cry!

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