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"You're not taking that old thing, are you?" Mom said when she saw me packing the yellow shirt, "I wore that when I was pregnant with your brother in 1954!"
"It's just the thing to wear over my clothes during art class, Mom. Thanks!" I slipped it into my suitcase before she could object.
The yellow shirt became a part of my college wardrobe. I loved it. After grduation, I wore the shirt the day I moved into my new apartment and on Saturday mornings when I cleaned.
The next year, I married. When I became pregnant, I wore the yellow shitrt during big-belly days. I missed Mom and the rest of my family, since we were in Colorado5 and they were in Illinois6. But that shirt belped. I smiled, remembering that Mother had worn it
when she was pregnant, 15 years earlier.
That Christmas, mindful of the warm feelings the shirt had given me, I patched one elbow, washed and pressed the shirt, wrapped
it in holiday paper and sent it to Mom.
Whet Mom wrote to thank me for her "real" gifts, she said the yellow shirt was lovely. She never mentioned it again.
The next year, my husband, daughter and I stopped at Mom and Dad's to pick up some furniture. Days later, when we uncrated7 the kitchen table, I noticed something yellow tied to its bottom. The shirt! And so the pattern was set.
On our next visit home, I secretly placed the shirt under Mom and Dad's mattress. I don't know how long it took her to find it, but almost two years passed before I discovered it under the base of our living-for m floor lamp. The yellow shirt was just what I needed now while ref nishing furniture. The walnut stains added character.
In 1975 my busband and I divorced. With my three children, I prepared to move back to Illinois. As I packed, a deep depression overtook me. I wondered if I could make it on my own. I wondered if I would fred a job. I paged through the Bible, looking for com fort, in Ephesians8,I read, "So use every piece of God's armor to resist the enemy whn ever he attacks, and when it is all over, you will be standing希望对你有帮助
"You're not taking that old thing, are you?" Mom said when she saw me packing the yellow shirt, "I wore that when I was pregnant with your brother in 1954!"
"It's just the thing to wear over my clothes during art class, Mom. Thanks!" I slipped it into my suitcase before she could object.
The yellow shirt became a part of my college wardrobe. I loved it. After grduation, I wore the shirt the day I moved into my new apartment and on Saturday mornings when I cleaned.
The next year, I married. When I became pregnant, I wore the yellow shitrt during big-belly days. I missed Mom and the rest of my family, since we were in Colorado5 and they were in Illinois6. But that shirt belped. I smiled, remembering that Mother had worn it
when she was pregnant, 15 years earlier.
That Christmas, mindful of the warm feelings the shirt had given me, I patched one elbow, washed and pressed the shirt, wrapped
it in holiday paper and sent it to Mom.
Whet Mom wrote to thank me for her "real" gifts, she said the yellow shirt was lovely. She never mentioned it again.
The next year, my husband, daughter and I stopped at Mom and Dad's to pick up some furniture. Days later, when we uncrated7 the kitchen table, I noticed something yellow tied to its bottom. The shirt! And so the pattern was set.
On our next visit home, I secretly placed the shirt under Mom and Dad's mattress. I don't know how long it took her to find it, but almost two years passed before I discovered it under the base of our living-for m floor lamp. The yellow shirt was just what I needed now while ref nishing furniture. The walnut stains added character.
In 1975 my busband and I divorced. With my three children, I prepared to move back to Illinois. As I packed, a deep depression overtook me. I wondered if I could make it on my own. I wondered if I would fred a job. I paged through the Bible, looking for com fort, in Ephesians8,I read, "So use every piece of God's armor to resist the enemy whn ever he attacks, and when it is all over, you will be standing希望对你有帮助
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