Memory Bear

 

When my dad past away, my mother gave my ex-husband my father's bath robes. We were still married at the time. He never really like the idea of wearing them. But I was very happy. I wore my dad's bathrobes all the time, and when we divorced they came with me. They were a comfort for me through many dark days. It was like having him with me and giving me a hug. 

When I married my husband now, I never really wore them. They had stayed in the back of my closet for a few years. I could never really part with them, but the need to wear them had changed. I think maybe I am just a but more centered in my life. More secure in myself. Either way I needed to do something with them. 

I seen a class at my local quilt shop for memory bears. I went to sign up, but the timing didn't accommodated for  me to take the class. I purchased the pattern and went on YouTube to find many helpful tutorials. 

So here he is! He will sit in my guest room to greet anyone that is visiting us. I love that I put his name on his foot. It has been many years since my dad past and I still miss him. I was very much a daddy's girl and am so grateful that he was my dad for as many years as I got him. Always loved, always remembered.