Happy Fifth!
Dear Jack, When I was young—not sure how old—but as I remember around your age—my mother cross-stitched this picture of a big letter L (for Lorrie) and then customized the entire project to my personality at that point. I looked for it yesterday—but couldn’t find it. As I remember though in the picture I was wearing jeans and a yellow shirt-- sitting on a big rock--beside me was a swing which was my favorite pasttime--and on the ground near me was my precious baby doll. Love the fact that my hair looks like this huge blond birds nest! I mean seriously--if things haven't changed! I think there was a stack of books, and a pencil. I remember too, a blue bird and a bird box, and a sunshine. I was swinging at the park the other day with all three of you—and this picture crossed my mind. How much of my life has changed since those days when I was your age, and yet how little about me has changed since those days. I am not sure if my Mom was cross-stitchi...