Today I am very grateful for sleep, which I know that I am going to get, sooner or later.
Also this pillowcase.
I bought it once upon a time, a very long time ago, at a garage sale on the street where my grandma used to live. It reminds me of her. It's a very beloved item around here. Somehow, the kids all think that the 'bluebird pillowcase' is special. How many hours did my grandmother spend, trying to teach me to stitch and sew? Was she always patient? Ha. I was not a very neat and tidy seamstress, follow-the-pattern sorta gal. I wanted to change everything and do it fast. I can still hear my grandma scolding "If it's worth doing, it's worth doing right!" Then all the crooked seams would be ripped out of the pink polka dot nightgown. The threads would flutter to the floor like raindrops, and we would begin again.
But I am smiling now, remembering her small and tidy stitches. And her patience.
And her love.
So now today ends on a beautiful note, after all. Thanks, Grandma.
Which moment will you hang on to today?