The main reason I'm posting about this in my Blogger after disappearing for so long is because Pooh, the kitty I made for Ma in September, was buried with her yesterday. I wasn't sure how she felt about it when I first gave it to her, but over time, she often told me she said good morning to it every day, and loved that I made it for her. The second day she was in the hospital, I brought Pooh to her room and told her while she was sleeping, "I brought your Pooh kitty, Ma. He's sitting on the window sill watching over you." Out of a deep sleep, she actually opened her eyes and tried to turn her head to see him. My point is, you never know how much your creativity can touch someone, or how it will impact lives. You also never know when you will lose someone you love. I've found that it's important to love deeply, live fully, be creative, and share generously.
February 7, 1917 - December 24, 2010
Take care of her, Pooh kitty.