This box of embroidery hoops was in the donations pile at the Thrift Shop the last time I worked there. I took a photo because the hoops reminded me of my grandmother. My Grandma Peters did embroidery and she taught me how to embroider too.
On a few occasions, I had the chance to go to her house in Gnadenthal for a visit on my own. This was a special time because I had Grandma to myself instead of sharing her with my fourteen cousins and three siblings.
Those embroidery lessons with Grandma are a positive memory because I enjoyed her company and attention and learning to embroider taught me patience and perseverance.
I have a piece of Grandma’s embroidery as a keepsake. I keep it on my bedroom dresser as a reminder of the many good life lessons Grandma taught me.
Other posts about my grandmother…….