She draws:
Then I stitch:
One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.
~ Jack Kerouac ~
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She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.
And there’s a pinterest board, too.
I’m holding you so tight I won’t ever let you go, you’ll just have to drag me around your house. And when you feel sad, I will just pat your head and say, “Now, now, don’t you fret.” I love you.
well, with thelma’s hugs and you patting my head, i’m gonna’ be just fine. it’ll sure keep the fretting down, that’s for sure. thank you, love.
Oh gosh. What to say? I’m just going to send you a couple dozen extra hugs for you to use when you need one. Love ya, Thel
oh thelma juice. what on earth would i do without you and your hugs? is it greedy to ask for a couple dozen extra for maybe the next 3 weeks? i could just scatter them around so i’m never far from one.
My heart breaks a little for you, but I am also in awe. Your ability to write about someone so important to you & share him with us is remarkable. I am here too, to remind you to breathe & to send you hugs.
thank you, luv. excellent, important reminders – thanks for volunteering to be my sticky note.
Awwww, how beautiful this is. Sending you lots and lots of butterflies. Every day. Lots of them. All the time. Whenever you need them.
And hugs, too,
~Teresa~
teresa, you always show up at just the right time with just the right words and always, always with just the right butterflies. thank you. xo