A few years ago I made four lockets for a bereaved mother and three of her friends. Each one was a surprise - even the one for her (which I added because it was so generous that she was giving to her friends without even getting one for herself to keep her beloved son, Will, close to her heart, too). While I was making the lockets I had this visceral urge to sit by our windows and pray, to me…
"For our Mom. To remind her we will always be her babies and we are always near. Even when we are not. Even when we have our own babies who need us and we can’t be the daughter we once were. Even when the grip of addiction is too tight and we can’t find our way out. She is always there for us and we are always with her."…
"For my nephew Dereck, pictured in the middle. His brother Dustin died of an overdoes three years ago. Dustin was a “Big” personality and impacted many people in a positive way. Derek and Dustin were very close and did everything together. Dustin’s loss has been difficult for the entire family. He was only 26 when he died."…