Connecting and Releasing Old Patterns…

Many, many years ago when I first met my husband, we went for a walk to a lovely place near where we lived which is called The High Ledges. It’s a winding path through lovely woods that eventually ends at a ledge which looks over the valley.

On one of those walks, there was an elderly man on the right hand side of the road that seemed to be working on some sort of garden. When we had passed him I looked at my husband and said, “What do you think he’s doing out here?”

“Why don’t you ask him,” was my husband’s reply.

To which I quickly and vehemently replied, “Ask him! I can’t do that!”

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Heart pins….

This journey I’m on of making hearts has been evolving ever since I started. First, just plain hearts. Then added some stitching but very simple. Then more involved stitching. Then started putting hearts on little pocket kittens… then pocket dogs…

And now, I turned the hearts, puppies and kitties into little brooches so people can pin them on their jackets or bags. I don’t stuff them just stitch them up. I still do not know how people will think of them so I go on my own feelings that they are very lovely and will make some people very happy!

Easter morning…

At a drive through local fast food restaurant, as we ordered our breakfast, the young lady who was taking the order ended with, “Come on up, Hon.” which my husband noticed,

“Hon, did she call you ‘hon’?” he said.

“Right,” I said, “and she’s going to get get a heart.”

So when we pulled up and I paid for the order, I had a handful of hearts to show her.

“Oh, you’re the one who gave me the hearts!” Evidently, I had given her two hearts months ago. As she oooo’d and ahhh’d over the hearts in my hand. She beamed. “I gave the green one I picked last time to my boyfriend and he loved it. I talk about this almost everyday.”

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An Opportune Moment

We have Friendly sundaes every once in awhile and usually take turns who will go out and pick them up. But tonight, my husband didn’t feel like it and now, every encounter out of the house gives me an opportunity to share my hearts so I’m less likely to decline these days.

When I got to the restaurant, I could see there was a good line waiting to get their orders. I walked in and asked the people standing there if they’d already checked in. Several times in the past I had waited politely only to find out they were waiting for food and not ice cream and so I had waited for nothing.

No, they were all waiting for online orders too and looked like they’d been waiting a good long time. The wait staff looked quiet harried and all I got when I told them I was on online order and gave them my name was, “I’ll be right with you.”

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So I’ve been wanting to put this slogan on my car for a long time now and finally got it done. Got the car bumper cleaned and put it on. Hope it inspires others…

Off to Red Robin…

We had a Robbin’s apple pie for my son so my husband and I arranged to meet him close to where he works for lunch. Red Robin. Our go to place. So we sit down and are waiting to put in our order and this lady comes by on her way to the bathroom and comments on how nice it is to see a family out. So of course, I know she is heart ready. I keep my eyes open for when she comes back out. I pull out a bunch of hearts and kitties and put them on the side of my table. Both my husband and son chuckle. “Here she goes again…”

But before that lady can come out of the bathroom, a waitress walks by, spies the hearts and stops.

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Gave 2 kitties to the lady at Goodies. The look of love on her face as she looked at them. Wonderful!

We’re more connected than we know….

Dropped off the 70 hearts to my son to give away at work on the way to visit a friend. Then little texts from him about the response from people. So sweet!

Contact from another woman from the knitting group today. She finally got her hearts and the one I sent with the little scissors brooch is a perfect match for the pair of scissors she has from her mother. And the color of the heart even matches the sewing pouch her mother had made. Her email to me, “How did you know?”

Not me. So grateful for all these little miracles that are happening. Wow.

Off to my son’s place for his birthday. After opening gifts and watching some videos of when he was young, the topic somehow switched to the hearts I’ve been making and giving away.

He shared with his wife about the giving of hearts I had done at the Red Robin for my birthday. How much the waitress had been touched by them. He had taken three hearts that day too and given them away to his friends. He said he wanted more to give them out to people at work as a way to show his appreciation of the people who worked for him.

Wow! Gave him what I had and started making some more for him. Just love how this has touched so many people, even my own family. A first!

An email from one of the woman from the knitting group. She got the hearts I sent her and said she was going to start making them too! Yay!

Then at breakfast with my daughter, I offered her hearts and she took one for herself, one for my granddaughter and a little kitty for my grandson. I left a heart for the waitress and to the lady who greeted us and showed us to our table.

Then I went to Michael’s to get a scoring tool. When I was checked out by a young man, he noticed the handmade badge I have on my jacket. He really liked it.

I knew all my hearts were gone but I pulled out the last kitten I had and offered it to him. He looked at it and asked me if I was from Chesterfield. No. His grandmother came home with something like it the other day he told me. So I told him my spiel… the 1000 hearts in Australia, make one for yourself (because self love is so important) and give 999 away. He was so pleased.

As I started to walk away I said, “Put it in your pocket and whenever you touch it know someone loves you.”

He smiled and said, “What’s your name?”

“Aggie.”

“I’m A——n. Thanks.”

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