There were many heart tugging treasures to be found at my parents house after my father passed away. One box yielded my mothers knitted baby bonnets, a tiny chemise, a baby pillowcase and this knitted hat. I had the feeling that I had seen her wearing it in a photo? I looked and looked and couldn't find the photo again in the mountain of things I had brought home.
Three years down the road - how can the third anniversary have already passed?! I happened to be looking for another family photo and looked through this photo album that my mothers Aunt Agnes kept of her beloved family. Aunt Agnes was unmarried and lived at home with her parents and passed the time adoring all her siblings children and keeping the family memories. She would continue this loving care of her family through the next generation, sending me and my brother greeting cards for every occasion and slipping a couple dollars in at birthday time.
And so I found this photo ... I can't be a hundred percent sure since I can't make out the details of the hat but I believe it is the same one.
Aunt Agnes has lovingly written "Claire, 1930" ... my mom would have turned nine that year.
Feeling so wistful as June approaches, the month of my mothers birth and Fathers Day. Missing my family so much.