This PINK fabric once belonged to my sister.
She purchased the two yard length of PINK wool to use in the construction of a suit.
I knew that my sister did some sewing, but I did not know she had the skills to make a garment as complicated as a suit. Perhaps her intent was to have someone make it for her or maybe she wanted the challenge or maybe she was a whole lot better than what I realized.
For some reason, the suit was never completed.
My sister passed away nearly twenty years ago. She was just forty years old.
She had been ill, but we did not expect her to die----after all, we were still dealing with the death of our father, who had just passed away eight months before.
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Somehow, my mom ended up with the suit fabric.
I don't know when she acquired it---whether my sister had given up on ever making a suit and thought mom would do something with it, or if my brother-in-law asked mom if she would like to have it after my sister died.
My mother later passed the PINK treasure on to me.
I've had it for many years now.
I have never been able to use it--to cut it. You see, I love it just the way it is----even with the moth holes that have appeared in it over time.
I just have to look at my two yards of PINK treasure and hold it----- and I am quickly filled with memories of my life with my sister----a period of time that was far, far too short.
I have to say, we were best of friends---although, while growing up, we weren't.
My appreciation of her as a "person", and not just a pain in the neck sister, started the summer she lived with me and my roommate---three of us in a studio apartment--- with no air conditioning. She was almost 18 and I was almost 20.
She even got a job at the same place I worked---within walking distance from the apartment because we didn't have a car!!
That summer was filled with a whole lot of "partying" and bonding. I soon realized that she was so much more than the pest she used to be. She was my friend and confidant.
The following summer, she was my Maid of Honor. Not long after that, she was also married---she flew to Hawaii to wed her intended while he was on leave from serving in the Vietnam War.
She remained in the same area as we lived until her husband returned from the war. He was then reassigned to a base in Nevada. She and her husband moved away and it broke my heart.
We always stayed in touch, whether by phone calls (when we could afford the long-distance fees) or written notes.
She gave birth to her daughter while they were still stationed in Nevada.
My excited parents flew out to visit their first grandchild----I still love to look at the photos of them gathered around the tiny baby. Mom and Dad were sooooo young----and so was my sister.
Years brought many changes and moves.
They never lived near us again, but we continued to stay in contact.
We shared the events in our lives---the good times and
the bad.
We spoke of our ups and
our downs.
Times were rough for her little family and mine in those early years, but we still tried to make the best of what we had and continue to work for improvement.
She loved her daughter so much and she was so great about keeping me updated on what her little girl was doing. Her daughter was a talented actress and singer as a youngster----and she has evolved into a even greater talent as an adult.
I know her mom is watching from above and clapping the loudest whenever she performs on stage.
I remember she had many interests and loves. Close to the top of her Love List, was her love for her little family -----
and the LOVE she had for her poodle, named Danny.
I always thought Danny was a funny looking little thing as his lower jaw jutted out and exposed his bottom teeth. She didn't care---she was nuts about him and Danny was nuts about her, too.
I don't recall if she ever had a cat once she married and moved away. We always had cats when we were growing up at home and she loved them then. I'm pretty sure she would love the critters that live in my house now.
Whenever we were able to get together in person, we would jabber from the moment we first saw each other, until we parted. We were never at a loss for words.
We laughed a lot----especially when we each had our own little kids. They always brought us such joy.
While I think she might have been more "serious" around others, we were usually not that way when we were together. We had fun. I loved being with her.
When she became so ill, I called her frequently.
I felt so helpless.
We lived several hours apart and I had two young children. Plus, I had just started a new job.
It was awful not being able to be with her. . . . and I felt terribly guilty.
The phone calls I made to her eased my troubled conscious a bit, but I didn't really know if I was making life worse for her by calling so often......
until the last time I spoke with her.
During our very last conversation, she told me how much my phone calls meant to her.
I felt better.........
sadly, she passed away shortly after that.
But all is not sad........
when her daughter, my beautiful niece, married (about 10 years ago) it was to a fellow she had met while living in Texas. It turned out that he was a local boy---and they later MOVED to our town!!!!
What a miracle that she would fall in love with someone from our area and eventually call this place home.
On top of that gift, it came as a great surprise to learn that her mother-in-law worked (and still does) with a dear friend of mine. Her mother-in-law just happens to be one of the nicest people ever put on this earth. My niece is so lucky to have her and I am, too! She and I have become very good friends over the years.
Here I am with my beautiful red-headed niece.
How lucky am I to live so near to her and her family !!!
I am also lucky that my sister didn't finish that suit.
DANA
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What a beautiful tribute to your lovely sister...and her daughter is gorgeous...
Posted by: Becky | June 19, 2009 at 07:30 PM
What sweet memories of your sister. I am sure your niece is so happy to be so close.
Posted by: Ceekay | June 19, 2009 at 07:52 PM
Dana,
I was profoundly touched by your post. The way you positioned the pink material to describe what you were saying is just brilliant. I'm so sorry for your loss but what a wonderful gift to have your beautiful niece so near to you. I'll remember this post forever as being one of the most touching and most poignant I ever read.
Deanna
Posted by: Deanna | June 19, 2009 at 08:32 PM
Such a beautiful post and tribute to your sister. I am sure she is smiling down on you from heaven while you are making different things out of her pink material! Your niece is beautiful.
Posted by: Caren | June 19, 2009 at 09:34 PM
Dana - thanks for sharing your story about your sister - I was so moved reading it. Oh my - she was so young - it's so hard to understand. You wove such a nice story with the pink fabric and I understand completely why you keep it as is. I have a piece of my mother's fabric that she never finished and I have never been able to do a thing with it other than take it out every so often. Your niece is just gorgeous - and there's that red hair again. Now that is something spectacular that you redheads have going on in your family. Wonderful, wonderful post. You're such a talented writer. xoxo Nancy
Posted by: Nancy | June 19, 2009 at 10:17 PM
Dana, what a poignant tribute to your sister. I am happy that you have a living memory of your sister in her daughter and that she is close by. Big hugs to you, Sue
Posted by: Sue | June 19, 2009 at 11:44 PM
Dear Precious Dana,
I think my throat is swelling shut from the tears that are trying to explode out of me.
wow...I just used up a box of kleenexes. I'm sorry, but I just have one sister, 2 years a part and we live miles a part.....that was the most beautiful post with the pink wool and how it just so resembled your sister watching over your shoulder as you posted.
I am a weeper over every thing...fun, sad, romantic, hurt feelings.....you are quite a lady and although I am 54 I hope to grow up to be just like you.
you are an awesome lady
hugs and love to you
debbie
Posted by: debbie ragan | June 20, 2009 at 12:27 AM
Dear Dana,
I forgot to say what a very beautiful niece you have...you can tell you are related and how very beautiful to have her living close to you. God is good to us.
hugs
debbie
My precious grandma was a red head.
Posted by: debbie ragan | June 20, 2009 at 12:31 AM
What a beautiful post and such a lovely niece. Happy pink Saturday
Posted by: Riet | June 20, 2009 at 04:51 AM
A lovely tribute.
Posted by: Kaen | June 20, 2009 at 05:02 AM
Dana- I enjoyed your post. It was a real tribute to your sister. I felt like I was standing beside you watching you go through life. Your neice is a lovely girl- i am glad she settled near you.Sweetpea Sue
Posted by: Susan M Hickam | June 20, 2009 at 05:47 AM
Well Dana I am so glad I read this before I put on my makeup cause big ole tears are rolling down my face. What a beautiful tribute to your dear sister. Your niece is so beautiful and isn't it wonderful that she lives so close. You can tell you are related because your faces favor one another.♥ The circle of life continues on.......
Posted by: Darlene | June 20, 2009 at 06:21 AM
Oh Dana, this is such a lovely post and loved reading it tot he end. I know you didn't meant for this to be a sad one but I did feel it - a little. No wonder you couldn't bring yourself to alter that fabric in any way possible - it is perfect the way it is. And I'm so glad to hear that somehow, someway things turn around and you get to have family living close to you
Happy Pink Saturday!
Posted by: MyThoughtsMyVoice | June 20, 2009 at 07:25 AM
Dana, I'm just sobbing, that tribute to your sister is awesome! Funny how the oddest things, like fabric bring back such vivid memories. You and your niece are both so lovely and so blessed to live near each other, I'll bet your mom and sister are smiling down on you!
Posted by: nola at the alamo | June 20, 2009 at 07:55 AM
Absolutely wonderful, beautiful tribute to your sister, and thanks for sharing this story.
Posted by: Vickie | June 20, 2009 at 08:17 AM
OH Dana; What a touching and lovely story about your sweet Sister. She sounded like a great friend to you and you to her. How Blessed you both were to have each other even for such a short time... and know your beloved niece to live so close to you, not to mention having part of your dear sister in your niece, the best of both...
Hope your weekend is a lovely one, I just love that Pink fabric, and I would not be able to cut it either...
Hugs;
Alaura
Posted by: Alauar Parrish | June 20, 2009 at 08:39 AM
Tears all over my keyboard, thanks for sharing such a beautiful story of the love you have in your heart. Happy Pink Saturday
Posted by: Bunny | June 20, 2009 at 08:50 AM
Such a lovely and touching tribute to your sister. I can relate how not being friends while growing up, but as we mature and have families of our own, we become the best of friends. Great photo shoots of the pink fabric and agree, it should be left as is and passed on with your story.
Posted by: Sandy | June 20, 2009 at 08:59 AM
As I read your post, I thought how wonderful it would have been to have a sister as special as you. What a neat tribute. I know she is looking down and sending you her love. I close now, cause I have to find a kleenex!
Lbkw
Posted by: Bonnie | June 20, 2009 at 09:42 AM
What a sweet,loving tribute to the love you shared with your sister. I think maybe I should go call my sister now.
Have a lovely Pink Saturday.
Posted by: CC | June 20, 2009 at 09:42 AM
dana, this must have been so hard to write about. i lost my sister in march of 2008 and my brother the november before. i still think of them both often and it breaks my heart. loving memories and loving friends and family have helped but i know it'll take a long time to begin to heal. thanks for sharing your story. happy pink week!
Posted by: suesue | June 20, 2009 at 11:14 AM
Dana, you've made me cry again. This is such a wonderful post, and a glorious and touching tribute to not only your sweet sister, but also to a very special love. Your sister must have an extra glow seeing you with her sweet daughter. (And, I see that beautiful red hair runs in your family.) God just gives us so many wonderful gifts, doesn't he?!
Happy Pink Saturday, dear friend. I would have loved to have a sister of my own, but I have been blessed with wonderful friends.
Posted by: Beverly | June 20, 2009 at 11:40 AM
wow, what a sweet story, you can feel the love you had for her in your words.
Posted by: stefanie | June 20, 2009 at 11:54 AM
I really enjoyed your story and the walk down memory lane with you. I was thinking, what a great piece of fabric to curl with in a chair with a book. Happy Pink Saturday, Char
Posted by: Char | June 20, 2009 at 01:55 PM
Dear Dana, what a lovely tribute to your sister. The way you arranged the fabric in so many different shapes added so much to the post - the idea that you won't change the fabric, but that it can be what you need it to be. Beautiful. I lost my brother when he was 44 - almost 20 years ago. It is so hard, isn't it? Happy Pink Saturday.
Posted by: Claudia | June 20, 2009 at 01:56 PM
Your post touched my heart so deeply. I hope your weekend is spent surrounded by those you love and is filled with sunshine.
Posted by: Mimi | June 20, 2009 at 03:14 PM
Dana, what a lovely memory and tribute to your Sister, you have me in tears here! But that's okay because I just enjoyed your ending with the happy story of your neice. She looks a lot like you!!!!!
Happy Pink Saturday.
Posted by: Jillian | June 20, 2009 at 04:39 PM
What a sweet story and such wonderful memories! Your niece is beautiful...love that red hair!! That pink fabric is full of memories and will always be treasured.
Posted by: Viv (VivLyn) | June 20, 2009 at 04:40 PM
Dana...this is such a wonderful tribute to your sis. Ican;t even see my screen...hugs, bj
Posted by: bj | June 20, 2009 at 08:19 PM
Aww Dana, your post today is sad, happy and sweet all rolled into one. I have never had siblings but my husband, Mike, has two. One in Independence and one in western Kansas.
Today we all spent the day together in Independence celebrating the birth of a new great-niece. I took pictures of Mike and his sisters together, as I always do.
On the drive home to Raymore, I said, "It must feel nice to have sisters." He replied, "My sisters think of you as their sister." I almost cried.
Posted by: Rosie | June 20, 2009 at 09:06 PM
What a special story and tribute to you sister.
Posted by: Felecia | June 20, 2009 at 10:51 PM
What a lovely tribute to your sister. I have been wearing a turquoise bracelet lately that reminds my of my dad who died almost 5 years ago. He bought it for me when we traveled through New Mexico on an Indian Reservation when I was 13.
I also have leftover fabric from my grandmother when she used to sew dresses for me and my sister when we were younger.
Such wonderful memories. Thanks so much for sharing!
Posted by: Donna | June 21, 2009 at 08:46 AM
what a beautiful post. your niece looks a lot like you and i bet she looks a lot like her mom. that's great that she lives nearby. very special. i love the pink fabric. i love that you expressed your love for your sister with the fabric in so many ways. how wonderful.
Posted by: heather | June 21, 2009 at 06:23 PM
I just found your blog and read about the pink fabric and your sister. How awesome that you now have the fabric. The way you positioned it was very beautiful. I have two sisters who live nearby and I never miss an opportunity to be with them and let them know that I love them.
Thanks for such a wonderful story and I know you are glad to have your niece nearby.
Mary
Posted by: Mary Burn | June 24, 2009 at 05:28 AM
BEAUTIFUL post, MIL. I loved reading about your relationship. You are so blessed with your way with words (and pictures). Simply beautiful.
Love, DIL
Posted by: Carla | June 24, 2009 at 08:13 PM
Dana your niece is beautiful. Her mom must have been a knock out.
I have one sister, and sometimes it's hard to ever think of her "gone". She has been beside me through all the good, and the bad also. More good than bad, thank God.
Memories can be different for all of us. I adore the pink "undone" piece of fabric. Cherish it, use it like you have done today to keep her near and dear to your heart.
Love you
Love Claudie
xoxoxo
Posted by: claudie | June 30, 2009 at 04:06 PM