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Tugging At My HeartStrings: A Daughter’s Love Story

Tugging At My HeartStrings: A Daughter’s Love Story

There have been times in my life when a situation or story has pulled on my heartstrings. Those things typically come out of the blue and stick with me forever.

And It happened again the other day.

I received a custom order request from a potential Etsy customer. This is what she asked:

My father passed away and I have two of his favorite sweaters. I was wondering if I could send them to you and If you can make pillows out of them?

With misty eyes and no hesitation, I immediately responded. I told Dana that I had made pillow covers for this exact reason before. I sent her pricing and details.

I left the return message to her short and sweet because typically customers are shopping around the Etsy world to get the best deal and you don’t hear from them again.

Dana replied instantly.

Twenty-four conversations later, the sweaters were shipped and the transformation began.

Originally, I had offered to return any unused fabric instead of tossing it in the garbage, but Dana felt that she couldn’t handle seeing the leftover pieces.

Heart-strings pulled again.

She wanted 2 covers from her father’s St. Patrick’s Day sweater that he wore every year. There were shamrocks on the sleeves and we decided that coasters would be perfect for these!

I sent Dana a picture of the first finished St. Patrick’s Day pillow and she responded.

OMG Wendy I can’t believe it! I just love it! Can’t stop crying! Thank you.

Heartstrings stretched.

The other sweater is a Christmas sweater that, again, her father chose as his attire every holiday.

Dana wanted the largest size of pillow cover I could get from this large sized sweater. Making one 20×20 inch cover from the front and one from the back turned out beautifully.

As I sent the finished pillows off into the mail today back to Dana, I must admit that I was kind of emotional.

I was so honored that a complete stranger would allow and trust me to take care of her wonderful memories of her father.

I asked Dana if I could share her story. This is what she said:

Sure you can blog about “Grandpa’s holiday sweaters”. Over the last twenty years my parents came to my home to celebrate the different holidays and never did a year go by that grandpa did not wear his sweater. As the children got older they would kid about the sweaters. “Do you think grandpa will remember to wear his sweater this year or will he forget and wear a different one?”

He never forgot.

And when he passed away I immediately requested those sweaters. I decided to go on Etsy to see how we can all enjoy these precious sweaters and I found your website. It was hard to decide if we should leave the sweaters alone or not but when my son saw that you can make pillows with the sweaters he was sold. He wants to use the pillow after he sprays it with grandpa’s cologne and have sweet dreams of him and his grandpa.

Heartstrings broken. 🙂


Happy Belated St. Patrick’s Day

Happy Belated St. Patrick’s Day

St. Patrick’s Day is such a fun holiday! I love seeing the many ways that all of you celebrated your day. Some of you have traditions you follow, some of you pinch others who do not wear green, some of you partake of green colored cocktails. 🙂

While Wade and I are still adjusting from the time difference from Hawaii to Minnesota, we were looking forward to spending a nice and relaxing evening with our neighbors for a homemade St. Patrick’s Day dinner.

But we were a little late for dinner.

The nurse from Jack’s school called me around 12:30 yesterday that Jack had hurt his shoulder in gym class. Jack is a senior and is a big and strong young man. My first thought was that he fell and hurt his shoulder playing dodgeball.

(Dodgeball, really? Does anyone even play dodgeball anymore?)

Regardless, I figured that a little ice and rest and he would be as good as new.

Well, not so fast. My Jack is a tough nut, but as soon as I saw his face, my motherly instincts kicked in and I knew that we needed to look a little deeper into his hurt.

Making a four hour drama short, Jack broke his collar bone. He was running an obstacle course in gym and one of the sections instructed the paritciptants to dive through a hoola hoop, landing on a thin mat that was behind the hoop covering the hard wood gym floor. He landed wrong, heard a pop, jumped up and told the teacher that he needed to go to the nurses’s office.

So after visiting two different doctors, we are heading to an orthopedic surgeon this morning.

I had a half completed project I wanted to finish and share, but, yeah, that will wait til Saturday now. 🙂

However, I do want re-share this post, A Rustic Egg Basket Liner.

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Originally I was selling JUST the liner of these baskets and my friend Rob was selling the baskets. But now…….

I have both the baskets with a liner for sale in my shop! I have seven baskets left and have decided to have a Belated St. Patrick’s Day Sale for only $35.00 for the basket and liner.

If you are interested you can start shopping here. All orders will ship the next day.

We did end up having a great dinner with our neighbors Jimmy and Nikki. And they sent leftovers home for Jack.

See you on Saturday,