The night before her wedding, our beautiful daughter brought me tulips. They're my favorite flower ever, and they were even before I read Welcome To Holland. The poem just made them even more special. She even picked yellow, which has always been my favorite color.
We put them in a pitcher my parents gave me years ago. They looked perfect together.
She said she wanted us to know she'd always be our little girl. :::sniff:::
The following morning, the doorbell rang. There was a delivery for both me and my husband.
I have to say that I really do adore Children of the Inner Light.
I have quite the collection of mugs and large vases thanks to our oldest. She and her new husband added to that collection with these:
Hopefully, we can do better than the stereotypical in-laws.
I know we'll give it our best shot, and we hope he feels welcome and part of the family. I know we're up to the challenge!
Compulsive hoarding is a mental disorder that is just beginning to be understood. As a hoarder, I have acquired things over the years with a specific purpose in mind at the time of the acquisition, used some of those items for their intended purposes, forgotten the goal for different objects, but now that I find that they have outlived their purpose in my life I am struggling to rid myself of those same things.
You can read the start of my journey here.