This is so heartfelt. You did a beautiful job expressing yourself. I think it would be great to add a pic of the ring. Thanks for sharing you lo and your heart.
OK, I know I love all the work here on the board. And I get carried away alot and chatter on too long. BUT... I have to say here that your journaling just made me cry. I miss my great-grandma so much and I had so many great memories of her thru your journaling of yours. They had SO much in common. So many things you wrote here made me think of mine. I love your writing. Your obviously talented in writing, and I too love your scrappin here. A beautiful page for a beautiful lady. I'm glad you have her ring too. I just want to thank you for posting your story for us to read. I love the poem too. A truly heartfelt and loving page you have made here. :)
Lovely lo! This is such a wonderful tribute to your "Dodo." The journaling is so sentimental, and the peom, just perfect; I have to go wipe my tears now; tfs :)
Wonderful storytelling! I like the way you used 'green' papers, too! Does the hinge open to anything? It looks like an interesting way of using one if it does! Thank you for sharing.
Ditto what Tessa says!! This is such a heartfelt lo that it makes you tear up. I believe you don't need to change one single thing about this LO. But the poem is a little hard to see on the LO. Maybe it's different IRL but it's hard to see with the dark color behind it. That's all I can say. Otherwise this is totally gorgeous!! TFS such a special person with us.
Okay {sniff, sniff} that totally made me tear up. What beautiful and heartfelt journaling of your great grandmother who sounds like she was such a beautiful soul. She would be very proud of this! Beautiful work :)
Hidden journaling reads:Dora Rebecca (Davis) Simpson was my Great-Grandmother. Everyone called her Dodo as in a Dodo bird. I have so many fond memories of her. She made the best chicken-N-dumplings. She also liked to make cabbage ,hot water cornbread, and lima beans. She loved to sew and make quilts. Right before she got sick and passed away she was in the process of making everyone quilts. She finished the tops but not the backing. My Grandma took them somewhere and had them completed. Mine stays put up as I do not want anything to happen to it. She also would make me dolls just for me. Oh how I loved that woman. She was also known for her punishment methods. When we did wrong she would send us out to get a switch of a tree. To this very day I can still feel the sting. WE learned quick not to get small skinny ones. Those were the ones that hurt the most. Its funny but when I think back on it I cant help but smile. Everyone also loved playing tricks on her. She was always good natured about it and would play along. For me I think my fondest memories of her are her hands. She had arthritis and some of her fingers where stuck and unable to straighten. She wore her Mothers Ring on one of the fingers and every time I saw her I just had to try and get that finger straight. I never forced though because I could not stand the thought of hurting her. I would do this always, even when I was 12 I did this. It was just something I did. When she passed away the first thing I looked for at the viewing was that ring. I was devastated that it was gone. It just did not seem right to me for her not to have it on. Now though I am glad, because that ring sits in my jewelry
Poem reads: Until We Meet Again
You left this Earth so long ago and in my heart you left a hole Only in pictures do I see your face but always I remember your loving embrace Your title fits you perfectly So great and grand you were to me. I learned of sorrow the day you died with sadness in my heart, I cried. Still I miss you no matter how long its been and I will for the rest of my life, until we meet again.
By: Yvette Raddohl, loving great-grand daughter to Dora Rebecca (Davis) Simpson
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