My parents brought a few things that belonged my Grandmother during this past visit. One of the things I was looking forward to the most were her beautiful strawberry dishes. I have such fond memories of these dishes and I can’t remember a time when these weren’t on the table.
Among the boxes of knickknacks I found an unexpected tin, one I remember fondly, but had not thought about in so many years. My paper dolls. This morning, I took them out and played a little.
When I was young, my Grandma and I would play with these dolls for hours and hours. And when they ripped, she carefully taped them back together. She kept these dolls in a special place on a top shelf of her entry closet, and when the sentiment hit me that these had been on her shelf for over 37 years, I was a little overwhelmed.
I hope someday I’ll have a granddaughter who can play with and love these dolls as much as I did.
Miss you, Grandma. XXOO