Medals. We all deserve one.
For waking up in the morning and putting our best foot forward.
For stopping and listening to a child, when we are in a hurry.
For loving one another even when we would rather turn our backs.
For believing that darkness never conquers.
Your comments yesterday were fantastic. Isn't it impressive how a simple question can conjure up memories? I love reading the comments, it is as if we are gathered around a big table talking non stop. One thought leading into another, someone going off on a tangent, another person laughing, another with a tear in her eye… The comments create a feeling that we are in this together and it is good.
Thank you for sharing your stories with me.
Some of the comments:
Susanna wrote:
"I came
about this medal in an unusual way. About a month and a half after my
mother passed away, I was in my bedroom pinning something with a
straight pin, when I dropped the pin. When I bent down to pick it up,
right next to it was a beautiful little medal of Saint Teresa. I had
never seen this medal in my life. Saint Teresa was my mother's favorite
saint, because her mother's name was Teresa. This was a much needed
heart-touch in my grief, and I still have no explanation for it's
appearance."
Genevieve's comment about the host press which made her remember this:
"…I could
tell you a great story about naughty school girls getting into
unconsecrated hosts and squirting cheeze whiz on them for appetizers,
as they waited for after school choir practice to begin. I could go on
to tell you about the nun who tried to keep a straight face when those
same little Catholic school girls were caught with chipmunk cheeks,
frantically trying to dispose of the evidence. I could continue on to
tell you how long it takes little girls to scrub and polish each pew in
a very, very large church."
The winners are:
Pauline H.
"I ate my
medal……Twenty years ago my children gave me a large chocolate medal
for "The Best Mum in the world" obviously I no longer have it!
and the correct answer:
Lilly:
"The item is tongs for baking hosts. The
large pattern is for the host for the Celebrant and the small patterns
are for the wafers for communicants…."
Please send me your addresses and I will send you a medal!
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My friends over at CHIPOUINE have sent me a child's quilted shirt for a giveaway on my blog. (photo above Chipoupine.)
If you are interested in winning one here is the newest question to respond to in the comment section:
What was one of your favorite article of clothing when you were a child?
I loved Halloween. My mom made all our costumes. I remember this one… it was made out of a burlap sack and it itched more than ten million mosquito bites!.
Aren't those shoes too cute!
I am going to be giving prizes away all this week… Why? Because it is my birthday soon, and 53 has been my lucky number since I was a wee one!
So let me know in the comment section about a memory have regarding an article of clothing you had as a child.
I'll pick a winner tomorrow for the cute little quilted shirt that Cipoupine sent me.
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