This doll from my childhood . . .
. . . wearing clothes sewn by my aunt,
sitting in a chair crafted by my son,
with the doll quilt Grandma stitched as a child.
Treasures! Made made by people I love.
Father God, I treasure our world because it was made by you.
I love you, Lord. Amen.
Nice. Well, brilliant, really.
Thank you, Andrew. She has a suitcase of outfits sewn by my aunt and grandmother. A suitcase of love.
And so much a treasure … that you kept her. So sweet.
She did spend some time, I confess, packed away in a box. But I didn’t part with her.