While visiting my mom in Alaska last month, my Grandfather passed away. He had been suffering from Alzheimers for the past two years. At the age of 87, he certainly had a full and wonderful life. I am so grateful for being there for my mom during this time, and I am also grateful that my oldest two kids have many vivid memories of their Great Grandfather. (as do I) If you are not familiar with Alzheimers, I highly suggest reading Days with my Father, it's a truly touching story. My Grandmother cared for my Grandfather mostly on her own these past two years, and I am in awe of her patience and love and ability to keep his integrity intact so beautifully during these times. It was really amazing.
When the kids and I headed home, my mom headed to Idaho, where she would help my Grandmother through a lot of those things that happen after losing a loved one. One of these things was collecting shirts which my Aunt will turn in to a quilt. She is an amazing quilter, so I am excited to see this come together.
I asked Mom "If none of the kids want Grandpa's handkerchiefs, will you send them to me?"
Inspired by a recent post on SouleMama about making a holder for handkerchiefs, I made one too. (Thank You Amanda) It's a pouch that hangs on a door knob or hook with a zippered back and an opening in the front to pull the tissues out. I reinforced the front opening for my overzealous grabbers and added a splash of color to the hangar, but other than that it's the same as SouleMama's design.
This pile of handkerchiefs will be loved and used and washed and loved and used again! And even better, they will remind me of my Grandfather.
The fabric, which i love, is from Anna Maria Horner.
And if pulling handkerchiefs out of this isn't fun enough, Mr Three has also decided they should be worn on his head……
I just hope this little trick comes before the nose wiping.