For decades my mother had a full-length mirror that she hung on the back of one door or another everywhere she and Daddy–and later just she–lived. Somebody in the family also had a label maker, and one of her grandkids punched this one out for her and put it on the mirror.
Before we got rid of the mirror, either she or I snagged it and stuck it on this pack of labels, which I later absorbed into my own office supplies. My bet is that either Sarah or Gina made it. I thought they might like knowing she held on to it through all those years and moves.
now that’s sweet.
It makes me smile every time I’m digging around for labels and find that little packet.
Mom memories are forever. As they should be.
Yep.