My grandmother was a genealogist, a historian, a collector of things she found meaningful and a story teller. When I left for college at age 18 she gifted me with a beautiful sparkly opal necklace that her husband had once given her. When she left this world at age 90 she gifted her family with meaningful mementos.
When Apartment Therapy asked to come visit our home I let out a collective squeal & scream of “Yes, please!”
Thank you for being the best Mom in the whole world. For always scratching my back and telling me stories when I couldn’t fall asleep. For teaching me good manners & what is right & wrong. Thank you for always being the Mom who drove all the kids to the school dances & let us sing at the top of our lungs like we were Trisha Yearwood. And thank you for continuing to teach me the larger lessons in life.
I love you,