I lost a special friend this week. She was one of the first ones to welcome us to Florida back in 1999. She was not just a friend, but like family. She would welcome my phone calls no matter what time it was. We were late night phone friends! She watched my children grow. She was one of the most talented stitchers I knew, I watched in amazement as she stitched her masterpiece, The Sistine Chapel. I remember fondly our "Goof Troop" stitching get togethers. What fun we all had! I always admired how she could stitch and complete projects while I never seemed to finish one. I loved that we shared secrets. I loved that we both kept our secrets. I loved that our age difference didn't matter in our friendship. I loved that she would always have an ear to listen. I would always smile when I saw that little Raggedy Ann in the Paula Vaughan she stitched that hung in her home. We shared laughter, we shared tears. I know how hard it will be to hang the ornaments you made me on our tree this year, but so glad I have them. Lots of memories, lots of love, always. I will miss you Avona. Thank you for blessing my life with your friendship. Your stitching needle is now at rest, you will always be in my heart!
Till we meet again,