A rag wreath of hope...

Remember rag wreaths? LOL! This is the very first rag wreath I ever made. We had just become a "family" and moved into the first home we shared as a blended family. My youngest girls room was a blank slate and it needed some serious "girl-y-fying". I remember asking her to choose her colors and she chose "blue, pink, and yellow". Above is the first thing that went on her wall. She was six years old when I made this. She's now a senior in high school getting ready to graduate.
How is it that time speeds by so quickly?
I remember bending the hanger, cutting the strips of fabric and tying them on, one by one by one by one...Each strip filled with love and serious "hopes". The hopes I had as a new wife, as a mother praying that my girls and new hubby would come to love each other, hoping/praying that the choices I made were really the best ones for all of us. Not just for me, but for my little girls too. The hopes that were tied into this wreath were deep.
Our family did blend and we've made a good life for all of us. We are blessed. It's been an adventure, to say the least. The "hope" wreath had stayed on my youngest daughter's wall up until today. Today, we took it down, dusted it off and it now hangs just outside the front door, on our stoop. It will welcome all who enter and always remind me how the hopes I had, turned into truth and how the love I prayed for, multiplied.