This blog has been a little quiet lately, and I just wanted to share why. Monday morning my grandpa passed away, or Poppy, as I like to call him. Poppy was battling cancer for years and required blood transfusions almost every week. We knew his time was coming soon but even when you know someone is going to pass, it is still a shock when they do.
Growing up, I spent most of my time with my grandparents since both my parents had full time jobs. I would be with them after school and almost everyday in summer, so they were pretty much my second set of parents.
Years ago, when Razor scooters were the popular toy, I wasn't allowed to have one because of how "dangerous" they were (apparently they could cut off your fingers). I wanted a scooter so bad and when Poppy heard, he decided to make me one. The memories that my grandparent's gave me are priceless but that scooter is one of the greatest gifts I've ever been given.
This post has nothing to do with sewing, but I wanted to share a project of Poppy's that means a lot to me.
