Labor of love…
As she finishes the last few stitches of my quilt and pulls it off of the long arm, she smiles and sends me a note to let me know she is done. Our lives are forever connected through the thirteen quilts that she made for our Ohana. And each one of the shirts was chosen by one of us, his children, his grandchildren, his sister and me, his wife to represent memories of our life with him. And just as I washed each one of the shirts over the years, and hung them on the rack by color – she carefully cut each and arranged the colors in works of art and love knowing that they will each soon wrap us in love and memories of times gone by.
Today I am filled with gratitude for this angel, who God brought into our life to help keep myDarlin’ Robert Kenui Pope's memory alive for generations to come. Mahalo nui Dawn.
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