Look For The Good

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This husband of mine…

Posed a question over morning coffee…Do you think…he said…we remember more of the good things from our childhood…or more of the bad?…

Thought about it for a moment…if it were memories involving that mother of mine…the bad would far outweigh the good…

But there are memories…fond memories…or at least not painful memories…one triggered recently in the news…

JOANN Fabrics…closing its doors…and little me memories came flooding back…fabric store memories…hours and hours of fabric store memories…

That mother of mine a genius…a sewing genius…could create…alter…stitch up anything…her three tow heads spending hours with her at fabric stores waiting…

Walking the aisles of fabric…spinning the wheels of buttons…flipping pages of McCall’s patterns books…

The end of JOANN’s…the end of an era…but maybe the beginning of something else…a nudge towards finding snippets of good…nestled amongst the fear and hurt…

Because they are there…and maybe it’s time…they were found…
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And those brothers of mine…would agree…