So before I moved to S.Korea my mother brought me a box of items that I have not seen since I was 15 years old. I was a bit of a pack rat and had saved every letter that anyone had ever written me...so it was fun to go through and read some of them again. I found two letters of particular interest. One was a letter from my Great Aunt Lilas and the other a letter from a sweet little old lady named Dorothy who lived next door to my grandparents. I stayed with my grandparents one summer when I was 13 and I hung out with these sweet ladies a lot. I helped them plant flowers and mow their lawns and just sat and talked for hours. I loved it!
(My husband always calls me a little old lady.) Those just happen to be the people that I seem to like best.
Anyhow, in these letters they were thanking me for the beautiful tatted bookmarks I had sent them. I can even picture those bookmarks in my head today. They were purple and white.
The gears in my brain started spinning. I've been saying all along that I learned to tat at the age of 16....but it was much earlier than that.
And I now know the reason for the confusion. That summer I also hung out with my great gran and that is when she taught me to tat. When I was 16 I moved in with my granparents and helped take care of my great gran before she died. So naturally I thought that is when she taught me. But these letters prove otherwise. Whaddya know??? I'm going to have to change all my bio information.
All those precious ladies are no longer in my life but I miss them and think of them often...especially great gran since I think she would be proud of what I am doing with tatting.
I don't have any eye candy to show today. I've been down with strep throat which is turning into bronchitus. Blast it all!!!!
But I won't leave you without a little treat. I found this in the public photobucket archives: