We buried my mother on Friday in Davis, Ca. Saturday morning I needed to get out of the hotel so I went on a walk around town. The little heart on the bush caught my eye, but my mom had left her art for others to find, so I walked by, hoping someone who needed it would find it. However, I couldn’t get it off my mind and I soon realized that I needed it… I went back about an hour later and it was still waiting for me to claim it, which I happily did. My little quilted heart is now home with me in Boise, ID, reminding me Mom’s still with me in spirit.
Thank You!
