This gem was a mere .99 cents. Of course.
For this refash, I focused on the shirt only.
I used up the last of my RIT dye (Scarlet and Fuchsia). And it’s the very last time I’ll ever use dye; I’m swearing it off! It’s just too messy and labor intensive and I’m too lazy to deal with it 🙂
Then I wore the back as the front and used my seam ripper to deepen the existing V.
This year, mother’s day was bittersweet for our family. My Great Uncle Bob passed away on Friday. He was my Maternal Grandmother’s (my “Nanny”) brother.
When Bob was 8 he was afflicted with the measles. The effects of that disease left him mentally challenged and he was forever 8 years old after that. He moved in with my Nanny and Papaw when he was just a kid and he lived with them right up until they all had to move into nursing facilities (in 2013).
Even though he was my Great Uncle, he was really like another grandpa. He was always around. When we were kids he’d even spend the weekend at our houses. Before bedtime, he’d entertain us by playing the piano and singing songs. He was Santa Clause every Christmas Eve. In fact, in my family Christmas Eve is “Santa Bob Day” and forever will be.
He was such a happy person! He loved to go fishing, clean houses, clean cars, play the piano and harmonica, paint by numbers, and sing. And that’s just to name a few. Growing up, my cousins and I just assumed every family had an Uncle Bob… but no other family did 🙂 He was truly special.
Bob and Nanny were born in Maine, so they both have the coolest New England accents. Bob had a special place in his heart for his Mother, his “Movah.” She passed away when he was a kid but he always talked about her in casual conversation, “My sweet Movah liked that…” or “Tell my sweet Movah I’ll be there soon” (<–referring to Heaven, and he said this before his health ever started to deteriorate). He was a character! If ever a funeral was or ever could be “fun,” Uncle Bob’s was just that. The whole family was laughing hysterically while retelling our favorite stories of UB. It probably sounded like we were at a comedy club instead of a church 🙂
We’re going to miss him so much, but I know without a doubt that he got to spend Mother’s Day with his sweet “Movah” this year.
Hope everyone had a meaningful Movah’s Day. I know we did.