But, never have I been so glad to have made a pair of shoes, as I am to have made these Christmas shoes for my Grandma.
My Grandma is over 90, and has been a feisty go-getter for every one of her years. In mid-December she had a fall, ended up in ICU and has been in the nursing home these last couple of months. Her slippers, my mom tells me, have been a bright spot to her. Cheerful, comfortable, easy to get on and off. You've no idea how that warms my heart. THAT is why I do what I do. Not just to make pretty things. But, to extend love, from my hands to their feet, from giver to receiver of the shoes, from a mother to her daughter, from a granddaughter to a grandmother.
I just got a call from my dad telling me that the doctors do not expect Grandma to last out the week. My heart is breaking. I will miss her so terribly. Thankfully, I have hope that we will see each other again. I love you, Grandma. God speed and tell Grandpa we love and miss him still.