Once upon a time, a very long time ago, I purchased a long flannel Granny Nightgown from the Vermont Country Store. Warm flannel fabric with hearts and flowers with little red buttons down the front. Quite different from the exquisite silk negligees I was used to wearing.
At that place in time, I visited by brother and sister- in law living in Virginia… I left things for my next visit. One was my granny gown for cold bitter nights
Too many years passed and for many reasons without a visit.
Once again, eleven years ago, visits resumed and became love fests. Family Fun Love.
The very first visit, I was surprised and very emotionally moved when Viorica, my sister-in-law handed me a bag. Inside were the few things I left so many years ago, including the gown in pristine condition.
I now look forward to my wonder-filled visits and, on bitter cold nights, wearing my pretty and practical sleep gown.
The years have passed, and I am now a GaMa and Viorica a GaGa.
Some things like love, are everlasting
“The family is one of nature’s masterpieces.” George Santayana
(when it works, it’s everything)
Comments on: "Granny Gown….(saved—believing in the Power of Family Love)" (1)
Aw that is so sweet… it’s so nice to know that other people find sentimentality in the same things you do! 😀