Yesterday had me thinking of you a lot. Just all the time I think about you now. The two biggest things about yesterday that made me think of you were eating our apple slices for the New Year (Happy 5777! Party like it’s 5799!), and I told husband all about how it was a tradition you and I had taken part of with whatever temple we belonged to for as long as I can remember. It has always been and will always be something that makes me think of you.
The other was sewing. When we moved in, the windows all had curtains but they’re all like 2 feet longer than the windows and they look stupid and the kitten spent about 6 months trying to kill all of them violently. It’s been an incredibly long project but I’ve been slowly hemming them all since we moved here. Last night I took care of another curtain. Every step of the way you were in my mind, gently walking me through the correct way to do everything. “Clean the bobbin chute while you have the reel out. Put in your first stitches manually so your threads don’t pull out. Watch your fingers. You see this nail? I put a machine needle though this nail.”
You know, to this day, I have no idea if that story is even real or not.
But now, I suppose it will always have to be.