Did some photography today over at Mum's place for some new projects. While I was desperately trying to hang a quilt I asked her if she had a few pins that we could use to help hang it up. So off she ran inside and came back with this:
"Oh wow Mum! You still have this? You've had this tin as long as I can remember. My first pins came out of this tin!."
"Yes. I've kept this one because they don't make them in tin anymore, they're all plastic. Of course, I've refilled it a few times."
Then of course she told me the story of why they're called Dorcas pins (just like she used to tell me when I was little, about the story of Dorcas in the bible and how she was raised from the dead because her work on earth wasn't yet finished, she was of course a seamstress!). Mum asked me if I would like the tin for myself. No. Not yet, I'd rather keep thinking how much a part of her it is.
What precious item makes you think of your Mother?