Saving the Written Word
If you’re not familiar with 30 Days of Giving and how to win you can read about it HERE.
Good Morning! Thank you so much for sharing something you gave that stirred your soul in giving; I’m sure you can recount more than one. I don’t have tons of memorabilia but enough to be grateful. One of the things I learned is that sometimes the silliest things are the ones closest to your heart and the ones that must be saved. I managed to keep an assignment written by my oldest daughter that was given to me when she was probably in first grade. It was handwritten on just a piece of notebook paper and outlined her life as she perceived it at that young age. It was funny, innocent and very sweet. She described having us as parents as possibly the best thing ever. I told her I would treasure and keep it forever :-)
Today when you leave your comments on this post, mention a handwritten or handmade item that stirred your soul in receiving.
The card that’s being given away today is shown above. Just a note – this is a card that has been shown before and there is a possibility that some of the supplies that were used are currently discontinued, no doubt there will be something you can substitute – have a look through my galleries for alternative ideas. Many things can still be found on the open market, just google and you’ll find that many retailers are still selling.
CRAFT SUPPLIES I USED
Rubber Stamps: Justrite Papercrafts – Just The Right Words
Craft Paper: Neenah Classic Crest Natural White, Colorbox Victorian Parlor Design Paper, Bazzill
Ink: Versafine Onyx Black
Accessories: JustRite Custom Filigree Corners Die, Spellbinders Back to Basic Tags, Recollections Pearls, Recollections Pearl Flourish, May Arts Silk Ribbon, Maya Roads Trinket Pin
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Sniff, sniff, still reading stories. Wow, lots of glorious memories in those comments – thanks so much for sharing!
Oh Becca, today’s comment challenge can be soooo many things. I have 2 children & I saved ALL their most important things from their school years & made them into books for both boys. Consequently, I have many items from which to choose!
The one that sticks out the most is one like your story. My youngest son was the silly, outgoing, fun- loving child with a sensitive side. He wrote the most wonderful things when he was little. One of them was a story about his life. In it he made us sound like such a story-book family. I loved it! It was his version at that ripe, sweet age of innocence!
Thank you so much for wanting to share your beautiful creations with us.
I was going through some boxes the other day that I had not unpacked when I moved 10 years ago and in it was a last will and testament that my daughter wrote when she was 11 years old. It is so surprising what children of that age think about. I returned it too her as she is now in her 40’s and has a family of her own and she was somewhat amused by it.
Hello Becca,
What a wonderful offering you have given us today. I have an embroidered table cloth which my mother sewed in the 1940’s. She encouraged me from a young age to embroider and sew and whenever I use the cloth I smell African Violets, which was her favourite perfume. It is a display cloth, not one to use when eating a meal at the dining table.
Maureen xx
Hi Becca,
In October the year before my mum died she was staying with us and I was making cards. She asked if she could have a go. She was 82 and had never done any papercrafting before. She made about 30 Christmas cards, albeit fairly simple, but she was so thrilled that I actually took a photo of her sitting at the dining table behind her cards. I just love to see that picture because we were both so proud and happy!! Wonderful memory.
Hugs, Christine xx
You truly have a name that fits you perfectly. God has graced you with a gift that is so amazing. I look forward each week to see what you have created. A job well done.
Invisible Tears! I love this one so much I had to send a pic to my mother so she could see how beautiful it is. WOW
My aunt saved every card I made for her in a scrapbook! I would send her lots of cards! She passed away in May and it is so hard to not send crations! She always enjoyed happy mail!
Beautiful love the lacy vintage look. the hand made pins are Stunning. thanks for sharing
Becca I forgot to add my message. it makes me happy to make cards for other because it makes them happy and they know that it comes from the heart.
I have a canvas cross stitched Kleenex holder from my husband’s aunt. It’s not my style(a nice way of saying it’s ugly),but I put it out every Christmas and think of her. I would love any one of your cards.
i just love your card today! Beautiful! The handwritten something that I treasure are the letters my grandmother sent me. One of her last ones, written in her late 80’s, was on blank white paper. Her handwriting was barely legible, each line slanted at about a 45° angle and about an inch was between each line. Lol! But the fact that she would write to me, even when she couldn’t see so well, meant so much. It still does today. Handwritten notes aren’t so common today and I treasure these memories!
This is GORGEOUS BECCA! You KNOW what beauty does to us! LOL ;)
Well, when we had our first child, the ladies in our new church gave us a shower. I didn’t know ANY OF THEM well, we were SO NEW! But, that baby shower was WONDERFUL & really touched me! They really met the need we were having for baby things! One of the ladies mothers, who didn’t even go to the church, made us a BEAUTIFUL baby blanket! I STILL HAVE IT & TREASURE IT!!!! Hand made things just stir my soul. It’s a piece of their time & their lives, dedicated to you! ;)
My favorite written word is a poem written by my Mother on my first birthday. She saved it all my life and when she died in January of 2015 I received it. It constantly reminds me of the love she had for me.
It was a card from Sue. Wilson. The hubby had tried to buy me one of her creations as he knew I followed her blog. But she doesn’t sell them but he didn’t know that! Anyway after much searching on his part he bought the best silver wedding anniversary card he could find and apologised it wasn’t a Sue Wilson but she doesn’t sell her cards you know. To which I said yes I did know! Anyway I mentioned it on her blog as I thought she’d appreciate a laugh. A few days later in the post a Sue Wilson card arrived. She had read the message and posted me a lovely card. Isn’t that a lovely thing but then she is a lovely person. It’s framed on my craft room wall where I hope it might be joined by a Becca soon!
As I mentioned yesterday, the handmade tablecloth that my Mother made me the year she turned 91, gives me comfort beyond all measure. Not only did she give me a gift of herself, but a gift of memories of my Grandmother’s love and home.
I got the funniest get well card ever band aides included. I appreciated that ’cause I had just had knee replacement.
Beautiful card!!! My treasured handwritten cards and poems are from my dear husband. He almost NEVER buys a card but makes them and shares the feelings of his heart!! I think I have kept almost all of them over the past 42 years. His sense of humor CRACKES ME UP. His poems are priceless and the kids and grands have enjoyed them too!!
I don’t have many written in handwriting cards that I have received, but I do cherish a note that my Mom wrote to me on the back of a recipe that I wanted, I guess we talked to much on the phone and I am as guilty as the next one. I am going to make a real effort to add my handwriting to the cards that I now send to my children and grandchildren so that they have something to look back on long after I am gone. Just a signature on a card is not enough I can see. The internet and Facebook and text has sure changed our way of living and I think we need to get back to the basic of life. Now there don’t even teach handwriting in school, what a shame it is, your signature is your own personal mark on this world. Becca you have touch me over the year with your beautiful gift from God with your creative outlet and sharing and teaching all of us to try to do something that is handmade. Now I think you are reaching out and adding one for thing for us to think about Thank you.
Hugs and God Bless,
Gretchen
I have a note from my daughter when she was about in the 2nd grade about what her mother meant to me. It is very precious in what their minds come up with and I love it. HOping I win your card, it is as beautiful as they all are.
I was given a letter from the White House to my grandfather. Years ago life seemed so simple. Sad to say, if he was around today I doubt he would have received anything.
Oops, I answered yesterday with something I received not gave. Handwritten notes by one of our children are some of my best treasures. I remember a note that our daughter wrote to us shortly before her wedding. Among other comments, she thanked me for coming to her shower (an 8 hr trip), for helping her with the wedding, etc. and she thanked my husband for teaching her what kind of man to marry. Her precious, heartfelt comments to both of us are ones we’ll forever treasure.
Sweet notes from my friend of over 50 years, Laramie. I sent her cards and asked if she wanted me to put a flower or something small on the inside…she said NO, she needed all the room she could get to write!!!! Now that’s dedication to sharing in writing!
Paper Hugs,
Jan
Good morning Becca. Just love today’s card. I have kept my autograph book from when I was a little girl. It is probably about 60 years old now. Every once in a while I read all the things written in it and remember all the people who left their messages. Some are from old classmates and some from family members who have now passed on. It is so nice to still have it. Hope you have a great weekend.
oh Becca, you are right, so many written words can make us happy after years. I still keep letters from my children when they were on Holiday without us..and the most touching one came after a long time from our eldest girl to say thank you for what we did to them.. and this from a very big rebel (as Teenager:) )
hugs and best wishes to you,may God bless you,
Erni
Thank you so much for asking about our most treasured handwritten memory. I have a poem that my mother wrote to her mother when she was a little girl. My mother must have framed it and it now hangs on my wall. It is such a beautiful poem, I can only imagine how my Grandmother felt when she received it. It hangs next to a frame that has my mom and aunt’s (they were identical twins) first locks of hair with their names hand written by my Grandmother.
One of my most treasured written items is a journal from a friend that died of breast cancer at the age of 32. We were the same age, both had young boys. Part of her journal was read at her funeral. She spoke about the laundry. Something we all take for granted and look at it sometimes as a chore. She described her thoughts as she was picking up each piece of clothing and what it represented (her son’s overalls and a special time her son wore it) She also was thankful she was doing another load of laundry because this represented another day here on earth with her husband and boys. I never looked at laundry the same ever again. Her husband was so gracious to copy her journal and give it to me. This was 32 years ago and I still look at it and praise God for all I have.
Cindy
Beautiful card Becca. My treasured written word is a letter which my late husband brought to me when I was in hospital long before we were married, telling me how much he loved me. It was several pages long and he said I was to read it after he left. Of course I read it many times over, then and since!
Wow this is absolutely beautiful! I guess the one gift that I treasure most is the afghan that my paternal grandmother crocheted for me as well as the cedar chest she gave to me. I used to stay with her when I was small and guess I was her favorite grandchild. One day while visiting her she brought out a purple afghan, my favorite color, and told me that every grandchild had gotten one for their wedding and that she probably wouldn’t be around for mine, so here it was early. She passed later on that year and a couple weeks later I was engaged. But I know she was looking down on me and wishing me well.
Another beautiful card Becca. One special person that introduced me to card making is a niece that had made me some beautiful cards-she said “Auntie I made these cards as therapy when she was going thru cancer treatments.” She said it was her way of dealing with her pain. I still have those cards just can’t find myself to depart with them. They mean so much! Thanks for letting me share this memory.
Many years ago, my aunt gave me my Grandmother’s wedding ring. She had saved it for me after she died. I was so grateful for having that precious gold ring that was hers. Someday it will be my daughters. Love the card today……but I love ALL of your cards, Becca!
Oh my word Becca… I absolutely love this card. I have this die, as well as some of the stick pins! What a fabulous idea for a card. I’m going to play with the design on a larger card. The die reminds me of some of the crocheted doilies my mom used to make. Most were round, but she did a few square ones. I still have a few of these doilies, and she’s 98 now! Thanks for sharing your wonderful talent. Bless you.
Judy
I was not given this special piece of memorabilia. When my mother passed away and we were distributing meaningful bits among the seven siblings, their spouses and children… I snatched them. No one else knew that they were hand-crocheted by my grandmother and used for many years by both my grandmother and then my mother. I am not even sure what to call them… they were cup shaped and fit on the bottom of drinking glasses. Instead of coasters, we used these. Me being the oldest, I was the only one who remembered their provenance. I did ‘fess up when everyone asked what the heck they were and why I wanted them. They were all very young when my grandmother passed and didn’t have the same connection to her that I did so they didn’t remember them the way I did and were happy to let me have them. I keep thinking I will use them in some way to pass one of the three I saved to each of my three daughters. I can still smell my grandmother whenever I touch one of these. She was a farmer’s wife who had raised 11 children (one child died as a toddler or there would have been an even dozen). I never saw her wearing anything but a clean, starched, cotton dress… the kind you ordered from the Sears & Roebuck catalogue… and an equally fresh apron. She was less than 5’ tall and tiny. Her one and only bad habit was “dipping snuff” so she always smelled like a mixture of tobacco and talcum powder. That smell comes back to me when I think of her. I not only have the material thing that connects me to her but I also have the memories.
Another stunning card! Love that bow too!
I spent all of my adult life away from my mother. My parents divorced when I was a teenager, and my youngest brother and I traveled to a different state to live with our dad, to help my mom out. There were too many kids for her to handle with a full time job, so we thought this would help her out. Of course I deeply regret this now, as she passed away while I was away from here. We talked on the often, but it was so hard as an adult woman being away from my mother. She sent cards and letters, and I cherish those so! I hope some day to pass these along to my daughter, who never knew her grandmother.
You are best card maker!!
One of several similar things that I have treasured is a heartfelt letter from a young girl that I met online via my website. She was going through an extremely hard time and she opened up to me about her past. I didn’t do much to help her I thought. I just listened and was there for her. Several months later she sent me a moving letter telling me that I had literally saved her life. She told me that she had seriously contemplated taking her life that night and had come online to delete her facebook page and other social networks so that her parents wouldn’t have to do it after she’d gone. She’d found my website and left a comment just as I had logged in to see what had been left that day. I replied to her a few minutes later and we ended up talking for several hours. She said I was the first person she’d ever told because she really thought nobody would believe her. She had told her mum and her mum did believe her and the person that had hurt her had been convicted. I sat and read that letter with pride and tears too. It’s now in my memory box along with other treasures I’ve kept over the years.
I made a Scrapbook for a friend of mine who lost her Nephew in Iraq by a road side bomb, she was in my house when the news mentioned the incident, but she did not know it was her Nephew until her Husband came around to the house to break the news to her, time really did stand still. I also made a Scrapbook for another friend of ours who lost her Grandson suddenly, aged 10 including photographs a month before he died.
It was most certainly the hardest and most daunting thing I have ever had to do, but both families were so pleased with the finished Scrapbooks, as was I when they were finished.
My oldest son hand wrote on the back of a clock project in jr hi that he wished his dad and me a happy anniversary. He was so proud of the Indiana shaped clock he made us, and it still hangs in our living room and gets comments. I love that he wrote in marker on the back about our anniversary as that was the time of year he did it.
Thanks for the 30 days of giving = especially of your cards which are some of my very favorites!
My most treasured note is from my oldest grandson. He was in 2nd grade when I had to have emergency surgery. He wrote me a note about how much he loved and missed me; about how much he wanted to be just like me and always be there for family. It was so sweet. He thought he was never going to see me again.
This is a beautiful card. Thank you
When my parents married, in 1960, handmade items were more of a necessity, as my dad was just a Captain in the Air Force and my mom a waitress at the Officers’ Club. My mom was, and still is , an excellent seamstress as well as a knitter. Many of my outfits were pieced together and sewn by my mother. I had an older brother and 2 younger sisters. My mom enjoyed sewing matching outfits for us girls.
One thing that has become an ongoing tradition is our Christmas stockings. Mom found a pattern for a knitted stocking in Better Homes and Gardens magazine. She made each of us a stocking, embellished with our names and a cute little Santa. They are the BEST! The knit gives them a great stretch so that they hold lots of goodies. My dad would always put a tangerine in the toe before anything else went in. The stockings were such a hit that Mom continues to knit them for nieces, nephews, grandchildren, etc.. As marriages and births continue, the joke is that you know you are truly a part of the family once my mom has bestowed upon you your own Christmas stocking!
I treasured a letter that my stoic and unemotional husband wrote to me. He wanted to know what I would like for my birthday and I told him a letter.. from him~ one from the heart. I know he would have much preferred to supply me with a more typical gift, but since he asked, I told him my hearts’ desire. It was hard for him to put his feelings into words and I suspect putting the pen to paper was even harder. That made it all the more dear to me.
I have a received a couple of letters from aunts and my grandma in Australia telling me how special I am to them. As they are so far away, the letters brought back many happy childhood memories and memories of holidays in Australia.x
Another lovely card, Becca!
I treasure every handwritten letter and card I receive from friends and family. Knowing that somebody takes the time to send me a greeting in this way, always make me very happy :))
I loved this card when you featured it in the past, but never did try the layout for myself. Seeing it again has inspired me to try it again!! Thanks, Becca
One thing given that has stirred my soul… I do have some special things given to my by my grandmother, one is a lovely gold cross she always wore. I remember when she gave it to me she told me to never wear it as jewelry. I was to wear it as a reflection of my heart for Christ.
One of the treasures I have received was from my precious Mother.
She was a beautiful seamstress and as we grew out of our handmade clothes she went into doll making. Sewing all these beautiful dolls and making all the dresses with lace, ribbons and gorgeous materials. They are a work of art. They are all sitting in a rocking chair in my bedroom and I see them each and every day and treasure all the wonderful memories they give me.
Thanks so much for the chance to win one of your gorgeous cards.
You are indeed a treasure to cherish too.
My favorite written notes are from a teen at our church. there are 5 children in her family. Shortly after they moved tour area, we bonded. She also gives me the notes from our Bible study.
Your card is beautiful.
Rebya
I keep the mother’s day card my children gave to me since they were very young. From time to time I take them out of the box and read them.
When my daughter was little (about 3 1/2) she painted me a Santa Claus ornament….which I love because she put so much time into it to make it for me. However it is painted yellow, orange , black and white and looks like a piece of candy corn!
So beautiful
I have several written notes from my son that I will cherish forever. Some are love notes. I am sorry notes and silly drawings of the family. I keep them close to my heart.
Becca, another beautiful card with such elegance. My favorite handwritten card, was from a 4 year old niece. I send all my nieces and nephews a hand made card every month. One Thanksgiving she was so excited to receive her “Turkey” card that she sat down and wrote her own card to me with her mom spelling the words for her. Then she proceeded to decorate the envelope because “Aunt Dee” always decorates the envelope (which I do with fancy writing. I created a scrapbook page featuring the card and envelope which is still one of my favorite pages in my album.
Another beauty! I just love your cards.
I have a few handwritten letters from my grandma that I love to read over and over again. Even though she’s gone …her spirit still is present in the beautiful letters she left me. Thanks for your beautiful cards.
My mother gave me a skirt she made in 1950. I wore it many times for 50’s parties and Halloween. This skirt is still very much in use…I gave it to my oldest daughter a few years ago, now she and her teenaged daughters love wearing, too! I love seeing photos of my skirt still blessing the lives of the fourth generation of my mom’s family!
Becca that is awesome I love it.
Again such a beautiful card here today Becca. Sooo warm and gorgeous made.
What written I´ve recieved? That can be soo many things, as I´ve kept everything both my kids and grandkids has ever made for me over many many years, but my most treasured item is probably a handwritten essay, that my youngest son made in 4th grade about our dog, which we had about the same time he was born, so they were really close, and you could be sure, that where ever my son went, the dog would be too. He wrote this pretty long essay in such a fun language, and he talked a lot about, what it had meant to him to have this friend always and how his mum (me) had told him funny things, they ahd been doing, when they were both very small and not too clever, and it´s written with these big clumsy letters, that he had back then, so it is a really precious thing, that he came and gave me back then, after they ahd it back from the teacher.
Beautiful card Becca. I have several pictures that my children made for me over the years. I love looking at them and remembering them at the age it was made. They grow so fast, sometimes memories are all that we have left of them.
When my grandparents were in the process of moving from Wyoming to California in 1923, my great-grandmother was ill in California. She passed away and my grandfather wrote to his wife saying the most wonderful things about his mother-in-law. He described all the ways in which she was “a saint.” He also said he would join my grandmother as soon as he could. Emails just aren’t the same as handwritten. Beautiful card, Becca.
Another beautiful card! I have a sun catcher that my daughter made for me in kindergarten 35 years ago and it still hangs in my window. I will treasure it always!
Hi Becca,
Gorgeous card, so pretty.
I once received a hand written Thank you card from a Curate for the Photos I had framed for him and his family as a goodbye gift, it was such a lovely note, one I have treasured.
Love & hugs
Jacquie J xxx
Beautiful!
Oh Becca – I remember that card first time around and fell in love with it! It’s still as gorgeous!
Oh my! So many treasured letters, beautiful poems and cherished words from my husband, children, mother, would make it impossible to choose one!
But for my 50th birthday, our eldest daughter painted an acrylic portrait of my mother who had died. She stayed up painting all night before my birthday. If our home was burning down (perish the thought!), I would want to grab it to take with me.
I had no idea what a gifted young artist she was, particularly as we had made her study Latin in view of her chosen University, rather than art, as she had wanted! I think of that every time I look at the painting.
Hugs
Anne (UK) x
I have saved every card that my husband has given me since we met love reading the words he wrote
Hi Becca, I remember my Gramma making gift tags from old Christmas cards, she would cut round pictures with pinking shears, punch a hole in it and tie it to our gifts. I still have and treasure the last one she wrote for my Christmas gift in 1985 in her lovely scrawly writing, sadly she passed away 4 days after Christmas the same year. Not fancy or flouncy just simple and filled with all the love a Grandma can give to her grandchildren. All of your cards are a treasure to behold.x
Another very pretty card, Becca. I can see lots of possibilities in different themes with those elegant diamonds.
I love your sweet little Friendship card Becca. My grandmother crocheted beautiful bedspreads for three of her five children, not really sure why the other two, my mother included, didn’t get one. Well, before my mother’s oldest brother passed away, he gave me the crocheted bedspread that was made for him by my grandmother. What an honor to have received it because there were many other relatives that he could have given it to, and he chose me.
My daughters wrote to me when they were little and their dad and I were divorced. They lived with their dad (not by my choice) and used to come and visit. They would write me little notes to thank me for letting them stay (tearjerker here). I kept all those notes. I will put them into a book and hand it to them when the time is right.
Such a pretty card! I was given my grandmothers journal after she passed away. Some things she wrote made me feel sad she went through those things, and others were so funny i had to laugh. I wish I had known these things when she was still with us. Cherish your family, they will not always be here! Blessings, Lisa
Your cards are always beautiful. My sister makes all her cards and they are so special when I receive one. I think when we give someone a card we make it means so much more.
Hi Becca. Another beautiful card – love the elegance of it. My treasures are from my boys, mostly from their primary school days – handmade cards, clay pots and pasta necklaces to name a few :-) One treasure that really pulled at my heartstrings though was when my youngest son was about six, and at home he drew a little picture of me on a scrap of paper, he even found one of my gems from my craft stash and put it on the handbag I was holding. It was so sweet, and I have that little picture in my ‘treasured things’ box :-)) Hugs xxx
Like all your cards this one is beautiful. I love all the ways you show us how to use our many dies.I would love to be the proud owner of this card. I treasure many thing that have been made for me but I think the best are the pictures that my pre-k students made for me who are now parents. I just love them.
One note I will always remember is one wrote me before he died at the age of 10 which read I love You. The paper is now brown and frail, but the hand of my child persists. The card today shows the chain of togetherness and how we can be bound as a family or close friend with love, understanding and reassurance.
Thank you for sharing, for this has inspired me to make 2 much needed cards for friends recently dx’d with breast cancer.
May God continue to bless and keep you.
Hi Becca,
I have kept alot of cards my kids made over the years. I even kept a card that was given to my son on his first day of kindy by his yr 6 buddy. (A yr 6 buddy is somebody who is assigned the task of helping the kinder child through their first year of school.)
He wrote some lovely words to welcome him inside the card & gave him a Mars bar to go with it. My son did not have a sweet tooth & innocently told him he didn’t like them. Thankfully his buddy was not fazed lol.
Its a memory I will treasure as it started a lifelong friendship with his family who are more like family than just friends today. We still laugh about how his chocolate bar got rejected. His buddy in his mid 20’s now gets married next month & we can’t wait for the celebrations :D
Neither of my kids is wealthy by any stretch of the imagination, but they wanted to give me something special for my 60th b’day….they got together one night and each wrote 3 pages of all the mishaps, mayhem and humorous moments that were uniquely theirs growing up. It was and still is a treasure I read today….but what made it so very very special was their father died when they were 6 & 2 respectively, so I was mom & “dad.” I will keep this until my last breath!
I received from my Mom some crocheted doilies my Great Grandmother made. They are white with purple and my Mom thought I would like them because I was the only Granddaughter at the time who did crochet and purple is my favorite color. I never met my Great Grandmother, she had passed before I was born. I have them to this day and surprisingly I think of my Mom’s mother, my Grandmother who taught me how to crochet. She has passed away but I have those and other memories to remind me of her.
My sister gave me a beautiful crewel embroidery pillow with roses on it. She sweetly chose colours that coordinated beautifully with the room decor.
Lovely card you and your bows they are to die for! Nobody can come close
to you with bows they are always perfect !!!
My youngest son did woodwork at college he made lots of things rolling pin,
mug stand,cutting boards etc but made me a coffee table for my birthday as a
surprise it sits in my lounge room so proud .Today he builds homes and commercial buildings and has his own business .
He wom Tasmanian young builder 2013 and it all started with a rolling pin Ha Ha .
Have a good weekend everyone stay safe and well XXX
I have the journal in which my great-grandmother described the cross-country automobile journey she and my grandmother made to see me as a newborn.
OK…we can’t be sniffling all week! Youngest child #3 handed us a list of 10 things he would like to eat just once before he graduated and left for college…Funyuns, pop tarts etc…..we are pretty healthy eaters so I guess he felt deprived…we’re still laughing 10 years later…it was precious!
I love-love-love today’s card. It is totally awesome. I have a heart that our son colored for us for valentines day. It still hangs on our refrigerator sometimes.
The most precious handmade/written thing I have is birthday cards made by my granddaughters. Absolutely priceless!
Our daughter had to keep a journal in the 3rd grade. When we received it at the end of the year she said we could read it. It was funny. One thing that stands out is that she was going to get married to a certain boy and they were going to have 10 children.
I was going through so old boxes and for some old letter I wrote to mr husband was surprised that he kept these after all the years.
How lovely this card is! A different shape than my standard 4×5 card – it makes me rethink designs.
Just recently my brother was home and we went through a box of cards, letters, and papers my mother had kept – yup every card either of us had ever sent her…. many went in the trash to be honest, but all the letters he had sent when in the military went home with him – part of his history. And I was blessed to find a note a friend had written to her for her baby shower – which would have been his. So while it wasn’t “mine” it was wonderful to find these pieces of our past, to laugh and cry, and to have a piece of the past come to light again.
What a beautiful card today but then Becca you only make beautiful cards. Makes my day each time I see one of your cards.
In my autograph book which is about 70years old my grandmother wrote “If you cannot have the best in life make the best of what you have” and this is so true. A thankful heart for what we have is a blessing.
Beth
My daughter used to write notes and stories and I have kept a lot of those. I keep them all together and close to my heart.
One is the first letter and email from my husband as he spoke his heart during a rough time in my life. A heart I have come to love very deeply in our 11 years together.
The second is a story my daughter wrote when she was 11. This one is super special as over the years I was forced to give up my daughter to my own mother who did nothing but lie to and neglect my daughter’s needs. I wrote to my daughter telling her the real truth and she is denying it and hating me and also making fun of me for being fat and a Christian. This story reminds me of the time she did love me
Hi Becca,
Even your blog is beautiful! I found you through Spellbinders, but had no idea you have your own Line of products. One of the things that was handwritten that means so much to me is a poem, which was handwritten by my Mother (deceased just over a year now) describing her Love for Jesus. She titled her Poem “Jesus Is So Good To Me” and she talks about all the ways in which she felt blessed by Our Heavenly Father. I found it when we were going through her belongings.
Lovely card! Your cards are absolutely amazing. Every handmade card I receive from my friends is so special to me. Just the fact that they took the time to make a special treat just for me is so very special to me and I keep them all!
Becca one of the most precious handwritten things that I treasure is the notebook that my mother kept during a trip she and my Dad took just before she died. I had asked her to keep a diary so they could remember everything and tell us about the trip – i was so glad she did.
Blessings
Maxine
I have tons of things I have been saving from my three children since they were three years old. Few weeks ago I was going through everything and I had the best time, I cried and I laughed. I a so glad I saved it all. I guess when they leave the nest I will have to start putting things in two piles: one with the things that stay and the other with the ones that will have to go, but not now..
Blessings
WOW that is a treasured memorabilia! I too save “ALL” handmade Mother’s Day cards my sons made in school and it just gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling inside looking through them. I’ll never throw them away :-)
As always I’m blown away by your creations, so stunning and very inspiring! Thanks Becca :-)
{{hugs}} Steff
Love your cards and get inspiration from them. The most memorable inspiration came from my dear mother. She started me crocheting and knitting before I started elementary school. She made a doily in the shape of a star and I tend to incorporate stars on my card wherever I can. I am so grateful for everything she taught me. Thank You!
I have two paper heart necklaces my children made for me when they were young and I still wear them on Valentine’s Day, 34 years later. Thank you again for sharing your talents.
I think it would have to be the wonderful trips that my DH has taken me on. All over the USA….great memories.
A have a journal that our youngest daughter Stephanie and I passed back and forth at night when she was in her preteen/early teen years. She and I had a hard time communicating during some of those years other than than common chitchat and she had a hard time sharing her feelings one-on-one. I found one of her notebooks with black paper and a silver marker (common back then as a fad to doodle on) and I wrote her a note and tucked it under her pillow. I asked her in the note to write me back with any questions or concerns about things that she might be experiencing. Questions about boys, girlfriend problems, smoking, drugs, alcohol, any of life’s problems, ect… When she turned down her bed that night and found my note she wrote me back and left it under my pillow the next morning before she came down for breakfast. Later that night I found it in my bed and read it. She had poured her heart out in that journal the night before and had not mentioned it to me at all during that day. I responded that night and put it back under her pillow the next day. This began a communication system that helped her and I both express ourselves in written word about things we could not have talked about face-to-face. It helped us both to see things from the others perspective. She is 22 yrs old now and loves to receive cards from me and is my biggest fan. As for your lovely card – it is gorgeous as always. It’s impossible to chose one thing that stands out because every aspect of it is beautiful; truly a work of art!
OMGosh you are so stirring emotions with each day’s postings. . . So when I was in Jr High School and High School I loved to go to Zuma Beach, CA and just walk down the beach and watch the sun set, (I lived only 30 mins away). I had written a poem about the sunsets, my mom, my best friend had a good friend write the poem in calligraphy and draw starfish, sea urchins, etc around the poem, she had it framed and gave it to me for a birthday present!!! To this day it hangs in my dining room, I’ll stop and read it and it takes me back to a time with my mother, I cherish the memories! Oh how I miss my mom!
Thank you Becca for stirring up such wonderful memories and thoughts, I hope you are Blessed every day!
thank you Becca and I love today’s card, The thing I most cherished was a card sent to me from a on-line friend I had met up with when we went over to America. we visited many places with them and when it was my birthday she sent a card with all the places we had visited. very very special.
Hugs Trish.
Good morning Becca, I have some little love notes that my darling husband George
wrote to me saying he loved me, have a nice day, be careful silly things, he would
leave them on his pillow when he left for work. I cherish them with all my heart. He passed when our daughters were 13 and 10. Both our kids wrote letters to him, somehow the written word brings comfort I think. There isn’t a day goes by that I don’t think of him and its been 16 years. God bless you Becca.
Have a
Sorry I meant to say Have a good one!!!
Loopy Lynda xxx
When my daughter was 2, she drew a remarkable drawing of a baby carriage. That she could even get the scale right was surprising and while simple it was quite remarkable. It wasn’t the only creative thing she drew so I found myself wondering if she would grow up to be an artist. I kept that drawing and it’s now 42 years old. While she is extremely creative, it turned out that her real talent lay in more intellectual pursuits. It turns out she is a wonderful.mix of intelect, artistry, compasion and lots of love. I still cherish that drawing because it was made by my daughter but also because it is a reflection of ALL the talents that make up my beautiful daughter.
Oh it will be so hard to pick just one special item, because I treasure every little handmade present for my kids. I have a box full of folded love notes and origami from my boys and it still keeps growing. Handmade gifts are the best!!!!
My memories of a very special teacher always brings back beautiful memories and great lessons. I had Mrs. K for 3 grades. It was in the times where 3 grades shared a single class room with Mrs. K teaching all of us. She was enthusiastic, innovative and classy. She instilled in us to keep journals, remember to give our parents a card for holidays and birthdays and to write to pen pals in foreign countries. She said that the written words were important works of life that will reflect our life style and our country. She continued to keep in touch with me even after I married and started a family. She lived till 103 yrs old.
Wow! You get behind a couple of days on blog watching and you can miss all kinds of fun stuff! : ) what a lovely idea!! I would LOVE to have one of your fabulous works of art!!! Thanks for the chance!
Stunning card—you’re bows are so amazing!
Simply Gorgeous
Love love thus card…either way is fine by me…thanks
Beautiful. I have not received too many handmade gifts except those old school projects from my kids.
I am fortunate to come from a very crafty family on my Mom’s side. When I was very little my grandma made a doll that looks like my Aunt. I still have that doll and it still reminds me of a Aunt who filled in as a second grandma to me. Thank you so much for all your beautiful cards and the trigger to think about such a wonderful lady this morning.
This is absolutely beautiful! And so perfect for my birthday on the 13th. When I am writing for pleasure I always use cursive, although I have developed a few “quirks” in mine. My Dad had beautiful handwriting, and I still have my mother’s Petersen handwriting certificate from high school.
Gorgeous card! I loved receiving a crochet tablecloth.
I kept some of the things my kids wrote, some are funny some are cute all are special, but the one that will bring tears to my eyes every time is the letter my oldest daughter wrote to her grandfather just before he passed away telling him how she felt about him. It is such a beautiful hand written letter.
Another fabulous card!! I prefer cursive because there is more of a flow than with print. And when there is a flow, your feelings are released. Both the writer and the reader are able to see beyond the words.
Cursive writing. I do not like it when I have to print on a form. I often just start writing. I believe that my cursive is easier to read.
What a nice card today. I wanted to tell you about a bar of soap I made as a child at school for our mothers for mothers day.I can remember it like it was yesterday and if you knew how bad my memory was you would laugh at me being able to remember such a thing but I was so proud taking that home to my mom with a poem I had writen on it. She was so happy with it and told me she would treasure it forever. When mom passed I was going through some things in her dresser I I came acrossed a hanky in the drawer and I picked it up and there wrapped up in it was the bar of soap and the poem still on it I had written years ago, it brought tears to my eyes to know she kept it all those years.
For my first Mother’s Day, my parents bought me the most beautiful card and inside my mother write me a letter telling me how proud she was of me and thanking me and my husband for their grandson. Twenty-two years later, I still have that card and it is more precious to me now that my darling mother is no longer with me.
Beautiful card, especially the stick pins. I’ve never used them in any of my cards, Now that I see how pretty they make a card, I’ll have to give them a try.
Thank you again Becca for showing us your beautiful works of art. I have not tried the stick pins yet but am seriously considering it in future projects as I see so many of them used. My favorite thing in my household is the plaque my grandmother made with my wedding announcement. It is the first thing I remember her ever making. It is so dear to me, and it will always hang in my home. That was 47 years ago. I spend a lot of time with my youngest granddaughter who loves to scrap and make cards, she is 7. These are the memories we create for them. We have so much fun and she is very anxious to learn new techniques. Thank you for teaching me so I can make wonderful memories with her.
I have cards from each of my children that they have written at some points in their lives as they grew up. These are so precious!
Elegant, gorgeous card! Guys are crafty too, the most thoughtful and appreciated gift came from a brother-in-law one Christmas when he built benches for my dining tressel table!
I have four children. I have saved every school decoration they have made. Every year I put up all the Christmas decorations I have collected from them for over 24 years. So many snowmen!!!
One of the most precious gifts we received when we got married was the picture we sent with our invitations made into a personal mural with a Bible verse and in our new home’s colors. Of course now it doesn’t match, but it was a very thoughtful touching gift to receive from people we didn’t know, but were friends of my in laws.
One day I had to hold an open house, my daughter was prob 2/3rd grade. She could print. My husband was not home yet, so I had to take her with me. As we were turning on lights in the house, we discovered squirrels had gotten in the upstairs bedroom. I closed the door, got a broom, opened the windows and chased them out. My daughter must have had to write something in school, so she relayed the story, it was appropriately cute. . When she was in fifth grade she must have had another writing project. So apparently she decidedtonrewritebtge same story but decided the story needed a little hype. I was horrified to read much later that she had included in the story aftermath that I sat down and had a drink.,which I did not do, I asked her why she added that piece of information to her story. She said she meant water.. ;) always wondered what this teacher thought of my career? Those stories have always been precious. She is an English teacher today.
I really like this card design with the pretty lace squares and pearls.
One thing that I have that is a treasure to me…might seem strange to someone else that I kept it.
I always asked our daughter to give us a list at Christmas of ideas for Christmas. I still saved one of those lists (from when she was a teenager) that not only had her list handwritten in a little booklet. She also added pictures cut out from magazines helping me know better what she wanted, and even wrote little notes as to why they were on her list.